Revolution 4/22/20

[Danny]

As the opening video finishes, things go live to the inside of the arena as pyrotechnics go off from the stage and the camera pans around to get a shot of the Revolution fans in attendance before panning to the commentary table where Corey Graves, Mauro Ranallo, and Tom Phillips are standing by.





Tom Phillips: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Revolution! I’m Tom Phillips.

Mauro Ranallo: I’m Mauro Ranallo.

Corey Graves: And I’m Corey Graves. Tonight we’ve got a packed show! In singles action it’s Curtis Axel taking on Velveteen Dream.

Tom Phillips: Also in singles competition it’s Ultramantis Black and Roman Reigns doing battle.

Corey Graves: In tag team action it’s Monster High taking on the team of Ishii and Yano.

Tom Phillips: Also in a tag team match it’s strange bedfellows with the team of Becky Lynch and Bubba Ray Dudley going against the team of Kyle O’Reilly and Bobby Fish.

Mauro Ranallo: And in a double re-debut, it’s WALTER versus Simon Dean’s client, Braun Strowman.

Corey Graves: And in his debut, Stokely Hathaway’s client Bull James takes on WARHORSE.

Tom Phillips: And a massive main event sees Intercontinental Champion Shibata team up with Brock Lesnar and the returning Minoru Suzuki to take on the team of Spike Dudley, Rey Mysterio, and UWF Champion Johnny Morrison.

Mauro Ranallo:But first let's hear from one of the men in our opening contest tonight.


Sanshiro Takagi and Ultramantis Black were seated at a desk behind them was a ring.

Sanshiro Takagi: Hello my name is Sanshiro Takagi, president of DDT and Noah Wrestling. With me is Ultramantis Black one of the stars of our attempt at a UWF invasion.

Ultramantis Black: I have no association with this man's words.

Sanshiro Takagi: He's great. So things are going to change here, first off you're all probably scared of what this means. Invasion is a very scary word for you all. So don't think of us as an invasion think of us as... that unwelcome guest who stays over for too long but then you kinda get tired of them and ask you to go, but then they actually contribute something. So you sigh and say alright but don't delete my save game of yakuza 0 because I worked really hard on getting the platinum. BUT WHAT DO YOU SEE THE NEXT DAY. They erased your save game. you know something like that.

Ultramantis nods not having a single clue of what Takagi just said

Ultramantis Black: Just call it invasion.

Sanshiro Takagi: Yeah but Invasion isn't brand-friendly... like oh how did you acquire the UWF? We invaded them. It sounds too hostile. I need some kind of business-friendly term for it...

Ultramantis Black gets up

Ultramantis Black: you do that. I'll focus on my match.
He leaves leaving Sanshiro Takagi

Sanshiro Takagi: WAIT you need to cut a promo... damn it... call in the stunt Ultramantis.

A man who is quite obviously not Ultramantis Black but wearing an Ultramantis Black sits down next to him.

Sanshiro Takagi: Thank you for coming today ULTRAMANTIS BLACK. How are you feeling.

The person pauses trying to find the right words.

"Ultramantis Black": Howdy Partner. I am feeling Great and slash or Devious and when I get my hands on the big dog Romen Reigns there is going to be...

he whispers to Sanshiro Takagi:

"Ultramantis Black": What's this guy's catchphrase.

Sanshiro Takagi: He doesn't have one.

"Ultramantis Black": When I'm done with Roman Reigns he'll be like the last line of Malcolm in the Middle's theme... Not so big YEAH.

Sanshiro Takagi: Thank you this ends our business presentation.


THIS RULES ASS
THAT RULES ASS
WARHORSE
RULES
ASS



THE SCENE OPENS AND WE SEE A DESK WHERE WARHORSE SITS WITH A MICROPHONE PERCHED IN FRONT OF HIS MOUTH LIKE A ICE CREAM ON A HOT SATURDAY AFTERNOON. HE OPENS THE PODCAST WITH HIS BOOMING VOICE.

WARHORSE: THIS IS WARHORSE, ON THE SECOND GODDAMN EPISODE OF THIS PODCAST THING CALLED THE ASS RULIN’ PODCAST FEATURING WARHORSE AND HIS SPECIAL GUEST AT THIS TIME… LIO RUSH. HE’S A RAPPER AND APPARENTLY, FROM A UNDISCLOSED SOURCE, HE GETS A GOOD TASTE OF VELVETEEN DREAM’S ASS ON THE REGULAR. MAN, HOW’S IT GOING?

Lio is about to say something about the last part before letting out a deep sigh.

Lio Rush: You got jokes, huh? Ya know what? This ain’t the place... I am doing fine. Just fine and dandy. I know you were wanting to get the Velveteen Dream on your show from MY sources but my sources told me he doesn’t do podcasts with, and I quote, “Jabronis”, so they sent me on behalf of him.

WARHORSE: NO WORRIES BROTHER, GLAD TO HAVE YOU HERE. YOU’RE A WONDERFUL TALENT IN YOUR OWN REGARDS, AND I’M SURE EVERYONE RECOGNISES THAT. PERSONALLY, I THINK DREAM WOULD’VE BEEN A BIT OF A DRAG ON HERE ANYWAYS BROTHER.

Lio Rush: I disagree with that last statement. Dream is a joy to be around. I wouldn’t be his friend if he wasn’t, and you’re looking at the man who is a joy to all others around him.

WARHORSE: NO NEED TO BE AS TIGHT AS NANCY’S PUSSY ABOUT IT BROTHER. ANYWAY, I BELIEVE YOU’VE GOT STUFF HAPPENING IN YOUR LIFE, YOU AIN’T JUST LIVING OUT HIS ARE YOU? OTHERWISE, HELL MAN, WE’D ALL THINK YOU’RE JUST IN HIS SHADOW OR SOMETHING. YOU AIN’T LIKE THAT, AND EVERYONE KNOWS THAT. YOU. HAVE YOU GOT A FAMILY, KIDS, YET? I MEAN SHIT IT’S ALREADY A LEGACY YOU’RE BUILDING UP SUBTLY.

Lio Rush: Thank you, finally someone realising how good I am. And no, I am not living in anyone’s shadow. Dream is just a guy leading me to be the next big thing. Sure, I may not be in spots as prominently as I want to be. Couldn’t even let me be in his corner at Mania, but it’s for good reason. Dream is usually a man of doing things by himself, he doesn’t ask for help and he doesn’t like to share his spotlight. It’s his thing. Which can be conflicting with my personality. Anyways, I do got my own life, I’m a rapper, I do things outside the ring, and like you said, I got a family to take care of. So I can’t be in every instance of all UWF programming.

WARHORSE PULLS OUT A BEER FROM UNDERNEATH THE TABLE AND SLAMS THAT SUCKER DOWN ON THE TABLE AND THEN PULLS OUT ANOTHER FOR A POTENTIAL OFFERING.

WARHORSE: I’LL DRINK TO THAT BROTHER, BEER?

WARHORSE RAISES THE BOTTLE UP WITH AN EYEBROW RAISED WITH AN ALMOST TEMPTING TYPE OF GAZE.

Lio takes the bottle and inspects it before resting it on the table and nodding.

Lio Rush: Thanks, big man.

WARHORSE: REX USUALLY BUYS HORSESHIT BEER THAT TASTES LIKE PISS, BUT I MADE SURE HE BOUGHT SOMETHING AT LEAST REMOTELY DECENT. THE GUY WAS BUYING GODDAMN SUPERMARKET OWN BRAND GODDAMN BEER. WHAT TYPE OF GODDAMN JABRONI COMES UP WITH THAT IDEA?! REX GET YOUR ASS IN HERE.

REX COMPLIES BECAUSE HE’S A WEAK SON OF A BITCH WITH STICKS FOR ARMS.

WHY’D YOU BUY THE WARHORSE SHITTY ASS BEER AND ONLY BUY THE GOOD SHIT WHEN WE’VE GOT GUESTS, HUH?

rex: uh sorry mr warhorse, i don’t know…

WARHORSE: YOU BETTER BE SORRY BOY. I SWEAR TO GOD IF I HAD THE MONEY YOUR ASS WOULD BE DOWN THE ROAD SHOVELING SHIT I TELL YOU.

rex: i wouldn’t like that, oh no, not at all.

WARHORSE: WHO THE FUCK WOULD LIKE THAT, SOME GODDAMN SICKO I TELL YOU BROTHER. AND FRANKLY YOU DON’T COME OFF AS A SICKO TO ME, REX. HERE LOOK, THIS IS THE SHIT HE USUALLY BUYS.

WARHORSE GETS OUT A BOTTLE OF THIS SHITTY ASS AND PASSES IT OVER TO LIO RUSH

Lio Rush: Hey, no need to yell at the guy like that, man. I’m sure whatever beer you got is fine.

Lio takes a swig of the beer before his face sours in disapproval as this is probably some of the WORSE SHIT BEER HE HAS EVER TASTED. SO BAD, IT LEADS HIM INTO A WARHORSE LIKE TYPING FRENZY.



Lio Rush: THE HELL?! THAT SHIT TASTES LIKE SEWER WATER!

WARHORSE: TELLIN' YA BROTHER.

rex: hey at least it’s better than your wrestling ability.

Lio Rush: D-Did I make fun of you? No, I said the beer sucked, and you come at me like that? Is your ego so fragile that you attack the only man to give you an ounce of respect over some beer? Boy, what do you know about wrestling anyways with those scrawny-ass arms of yours? Letting yourself get pushed around by the guy always yelling over there. I’ll do more than intimidate you with my voice, I’ll deliver with the threat. So how about you shut your mouth before you regret it.

rex: i see that the only time you shut your mouth is when dream’s dick is stuffing it.

Lio bites his tongue with a cheeky smile as he nods. He looks at the beer previously given to him as he takes a quick breath. Without hesitation, he chucks the beers at Rex’s head and hits him dead center. Rex falls back and collapses on the floor bloodied with the beer completely bouncing off his head.

WARHORSE: THAT’S METAL AS SHIT BROTHER, ANYWAY, I HEARD YOU’VE GOT A NEW RAP SONG COMING OUT OR SOMETHING BROTHER? WOULD LOVE TO HEAR AN EXCLUSIVE VERSION ON THE RULIN’ ASS PODCAST.

Lio Rush: You what? I do got a rap song coming out very soon, and yes, I can give you an exclusive version with some modified lyrics to completely fit what just happened right now.

WARHORSE RUBS HIS HANDS TOGETHER GETTING HYPED FOR LIO’S VERSION OF HIS RAP.

Lio Rush: Alright, yo, check it: There's a golden line everywhere I go/
Envy and jealously, I got people at my throat/
They cross the line for a taste of the 24 y/o piece of gold/
Big mistake, you boutta get bottled off the damn show/
Lio Rush, you're looking at the future/
All the nerds be hatin’ from their computers/
I don't worry about their opinions cause I'll always be richer/
Living out my dream while Rex's mom ditches him for my big Richard/

Lio Rush finishes his rap as he speaks.

Lio Rush: Just a little modified sample for your listeners. Check me out at @rushliorush on Instagram and follow my music career “Lio Rush” on Youtube, Apple Music, and Spotify.

WARHORSE: WELL IT LOOKS LIKE WE’VE ONLY GOT ONE- WELL TWO, IF YOU INCLUDE THE OUTRO, THINGS LEFT TO DO HERE. THE GODDAMN CHARITY WHEEL. I WOULD GO-SEND REX FOR IT BUT… LIO COULD YOU JUST WHEEL IT OVER HERE HOLD UP.

Lio without speaking gets up and goes to the wheel begrudgingly and pushes it over to Warhorse.

WARHORSE: WE HAVE THE WHEEL LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, HERE’S THE LIST OF CHARITIES WE HAVE ON THE WHEEL FOR THIS WEEK…

NOAH’S LOST ARK?

PREVENT CHILD ABUSE AMERICA.

THAT’S ALL THIS WEEK, APPARENTLY WE HAD TOO MANY CHARITIES LAST WEEK THAT BY EPISODE 10 WE’D HAVE NO MORE CONTENDERS. SO HERE WE GO, WITHOUT FURTHER ADO…

THE WARHORSE SLAMS HIS HAND TO SPIN THE WHEEL AND IT STARTS TO RAPIDLY FLY ROUND AND ROUND.

HERE IT GOES BROTHER, IT’S GOING, IT’S GOING.

THE SOUND EFFECT BUILDS AS WARHORSE SLAMS HIS HAND ON THE SOUND EFFECT BUTTON TO BUILD UP SOME TENSION.

STILL GOING…

…
…
...

UH… IS THIS THE SAME THING WE USED LAST WEEK? SHIT, IT PROBABLY IS, GO GRAB IT LIO HOLD UP, IT AIN’T STOPPING EVER EVER.

Lio gets up and stops the wheel on Noah’s Lost Ark. The 50/50 chance is still weak enough to screw up the good charities of America.

GODDAMNIT. Y’KNOW, THE WHEEL IS GETTING A GODDAMN WEEK OFF NEXT WEEK. THAT SON OF A BITCH IS SCREWING AMERICA AND I DON’T ALLOW THAT SHIT BROTHER. ANYWAY. IT SEEMS WE HAVE CAME TO THE END OF OUR LITTLE SESSION HERE LIO, RULED ASS HAVING YOU. MANY THANKS FOR COMING THROUGH. TIL’ NEXT TIME, METALHEADS.

WARHORSE OUTROS THE PODCAST AS WE FADE, REX STILL ON THE GROUND BUT WHO CARES ABOUT THAT STICKMAN.


Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen the following match is set for one fall! Introducing first and already in the ring... "The Big Dog" Roman Reigns!

Roman raises his arm in the arm and cocks his fist as he brings it back down all the while the crowd is going berserk cause it's frucking Roman Reigns

Tony Chimel: And Introducing his opponent...



The screams fills the arena as Ultramantis Black accompanied by Dr Cube step out through the curtain. Ultramantis Black raises his staff as he walks down to the ring. Dr Cube laughs Maniacally as the Devious one enters the ring.

“Coming down to the ring from The Black Tea Garden, The Great and Devious ULTRAMANTIS BLACK”

Ultramantis Black kneels down in the center of the ring holding the staff chanting a mantra.



DING DING DING!

The bell rings and the competitors march to the center of the ring where they meet in a collar& elbow tie-up, Reigns is a big sweaty man so he's able to get a side headlock on Mantis, he doesn't keep it locked in for long tho as Mantis walks him to the ropes and then slips out, whipping him into the opposite ropes while he does so, that might have been a bad idea tho as Reigns comes back with a lariat but the devious one manages to duck under the arm while hooking it, the perfect position for a Full nelson slam! Reigns' big sweaty manhood once again comes into play as he manages to break Mantis' grip with pure strength, he locks the arms beneath his armpits and throws his head back hard to headbutt Ultra right in the nose! Mantis is stunned and tries to back away but Reigns keeps the arm locked, oh wait he let go of them so he could turn into Mantis and launch him with a belly to belly suplex! Mantis gets up to one knee and looks at Reigns, who gives him a look right back, and realizes that this match might not be as easy as he thought

Mauro Ranallo: Abit of back and forth between Ultramantis Black to start things off here, Roman managed to get the edge here but who do you think will have his in hand raised at the end of the match my talented colleagues?

Tom Phillips: Actually I..

Corey Graves: No one cares what you think Tom! it also doesn't matter because Ultramantis will smash Roman regardless of what your stupid little opinion is!

Is Graves right? will Roman overcome the forces of evil present in Ultramantis Black? find out after the commercial break which I'm just being informed we don't have so right back to the action we go! Black stands up fully while he and Roman continue staring each other down, the tension is kept as they start circling the ring, not knowing where to attack next, after some time they once again get into a lock-up but this time Black manages to get the headlock and it seems like he learned from Reigns' mistakes as he immediately tosses Roman to the floor keeping the headlock tight, evil incarnate wrenches the hold a couple of times to the sound Dr. Cube laughing maniacally from ringside, however that gets drawn out by the cheers and claps of the fans cheering for Roman Reigns! somehow those chants give Roman the power to get up and... no that's bullshit the chants don't help whatsoever and Roman only gets out of the position when Ultramantis lets go of it only to drop a knee right on Reigns' face! Reigns tries to turn away but that doesn't stop Mantis from flipping him over and pinning him

1...

NO!

Black is unphased by the kickout and gets right back to work, stomping Reigns a few times before picking him up, he gives him a punch for his troubles then grabs his head and turns his back to him, he spikes him headfirst into the mat with a Snapmare driver! Black just sits there a second admiring his work and then continues beating up the big dog, he starts kicking and dropping everything in his body that has a pointy end on Reigns up until the ref tells him to back away and surprisingly he obliges, for a second, then he picks up Reigns and taunts the crowd and Reigns a bit before grabbing Roman by the neck and turning around so they're back to back and before he gets to drop him Reigns turns around and pushes him into the ropes, when Mantis comes back he gets hit with a boot to the face and they both fall to the floor! Roman just happens to land with his arm on Mantis

Mauro Ranallo: Looks like the tide is finally turning in Roman Reigns' favor here ladies and gentlemen!

Corey Graves: Nonsense, Ultramantis is just taking a breather, Roman is nothing for him.

Tom Phillips: Seems like Roman's boot is something to him

Corey Graves: I don't remember asking!

1...

2...

NO!

Black kicks out and gets to his feet rather quickly, Roman, however, has to get up using the ropes and Black charges him full speed thinking he has the advantage but apparently nope as Roman throws him over the top rope! Mantis holds on and lands on the apron! Roman realizes it by using his heightened dog senses and turns around to deliver a throat thrust to Black dropping him to the floor! Takagi goes to check on former champ who claims he's fine, will he be fine for long tho? Roman is sort of getting ready to suicide dive his ass so I'm not sure, but when Roman executes the move and launches himself Black moves out of the way and he goes head & shoulder first into the announce table!

Mauro Ranallo: My god I think Roman Reigns is out! I don't know many humans who can endure getting their head smashed against a table at this much speed!

Tom Phillips: Yeah but Roman isn't human he's a dog, the big dog!

Corey Graves: Next time hit Phillips!

Ultra takes a second to catch his breath and then picks up Reigns and throws him back into the ring, soon following him and once in the ring he begins mocking the fan-favorite, shoving his boot into his face and generally laughing at this inferior life form, after feeling he toyed with him enough Ultramantis picks up Reigns and lifts him up in a vertical suplex but before he can transition into one of his finishers Reigns slips out the back and shoves Black into the ropes, when he rebounds he meets a Superman punch! they both collapse, one out of exhaustion and out of getting hit in the face with a flying brick-like punch, the exhausted one is first to his feet and instead of getting back to action he's stalking Black, using that time to catch his breath, when mantis is finally back to his feet Roman runs at him with the speed of a ford escort and probably with the force of one looking for the Spear But Ultra moved out of the way in the last second once again and Reigns smashes his head & shoulder into a very hard object again! Black wastes no time in picking up the stunned Samoan and hooking his arms to drop him with the Praying Mantisbomb! he stares into the hard cam as he hooks a leg for the pin

1...

2...

3!

Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner, The Great and Devious ULTRAMANTIS BLACK



Mauro Ranallo: Well folks, another win for the former UWF champion and a tough loss for Reigns here, I really thought he had a chance before that suicide dive fail.

Tom Phillips: Well there's a reason they call that the suicide dive Mauro, plus I'm sure the ill-fated spear didn't help but there's a lesson he can learn here.

The evil one and Takagi celebrate their victory in their weird, voodoo, magic way as Roman is getting tended to by EMTs and Revolution continues


The scene opens at the weight room where Ishii is lifting weights by himself when Yano comes storming in with a piece of paper in hand.





Yano: "Ishii, Ishii you will not believe what I have in my hand right now.
"


Ishii keeps lifting weights.



Yano: "Oh come one guess why don’t yah?
"


Ishii continues to lift weights.



Yano: "Oh fine if you don’t want to answer then I will tell you instead. This right here is a movie making contract. We have finally hit the big time buddy. I was able to get hold of one of my friends, who is a friend of another guy, whose grandma knows a guy, whose second uncle twice removed knows a guy, who is the limo driver best man at his step-cousins wedding who was able to get me in touch with one of the best producers in all of Hollywood. You want to guess who that guy is?
"


Ishi is still lifting weights.



Yano: "I can’t hold my excitement any longer so I'm just going to tell you. His name is Uwe Boll. Sweet huh, I barely knew the guy before I met him but then he showed me what movies he directed. Bloodrayne, Alone in the Dark, Far Cry. Dude I played those games before and they were awesome so the movies have to be awesome too and put into the hands of a great producer. Sure I haven't seen the movies yet, but that doesn’t matter. All I know is that we made it. Now all we have to do is be on set 5 days a week for 52 weeks a year for 1,000 dollars a month and we are set. I was able to get us off the days we have to be at the show. We start tomorrow buddy I see you there."


Yano leaves as Ishii finally stops lifting weights and takes out his AirPods



Ishii: "Was that Yano? Must be nothing important.
"


He moves onto squats as the scene fades to black



We cut to a field with flowers,and standing in that field is Stokely Hathaway.

Stokely Hathaway:”Now, UWF faithful you’re probably asking yourselfs “Stoke what are you doing in a flower field?” My answer is quite simple, I’m scanning this field so my construction team can come bulldoze so we can build my strip mall,Hathaway Mallz, with a z. HAHA, but what does this mall plan have to do with my plan to rule the UWF and prove myself as the best businessman in the world? Well building strip malls and dominating wrestling is just the same thing.”

Stokely smiles as in the background the beautiful field is being steamrolled by a steamroller.

Stokely Hathaway:”Ya see right where I’m standing, is gonna be a Hot Topic, HAHA, and Hot Topic is a corporate business designed to convince consumers that it is “Punk Rock”, or “Metal as Fuck” much like the lie that is WARHORSE. Ladies and gentlemen he is lying to all of you, and when my personal bulldozer Bull James destroys him and reveals WARHORSE as fraud. Well ladies and gentlemen that’s just business, and business is good.”

The scene fades on a chaotic construction zone and Stokely’s smug face.






The Journey hit plays and Stokely Hathaway walks out in one of his finest suits. He waits as Bull James walks up to him. He gives his client some advice and Bull James gets to the ring while Stokely just talks trash to anyone and everyone who would listen.



Once in the ring, Bull flexes to the crowd as Stokely delicately gets into the ring. Once in Stokely gives Chimel a glare.



Tony Chimel: “Being accompanied by Stokely Hathaway of Hathaway Enterprises, weighing in at 300 lbs, Bull James!”



Stokely laughs with his client as he gets out of the ring.







RAINING BLOOD BY SLAYER HITS THE PA LIKE A SACK OF OLD BRICKS AS THE CROWD ANTICIPATE THE ARRIVAL OF THE HEAVY METAL GOD KNOWN AS WARHORSE, THE DISTORTION OF THE INTRO CATCHES EVERYONE OFF GUARD, AS THE MAIN RIFF BEGINS TO HIT THROUGH THE PA, AND WARHORSE COMES THROUGH THE CURTAIN WITH HIS SLEEVELESS JEAN JACKET ON, AND ATTIRE READY TO RULE SOME ASS. HE HEAD-BANGS ON THE TOP OF THE RAMP, AS DOES THE CROWD BECAUSE THEY KNOW THIS IS ALL ABOUT TO GO DOWN TO CHINATOWN SINCE WARHORSE IS HERE.



Tony Chimel: “Weighing in tonight at 4000 lbs of Raw Heavy Metal, from St Louis, Missouiri, USA, Warhorse!”



CHIMEL DOESN'T GET WARHORSE'S VIBE HE NEVER WILL BECAUSE HE DOESN'T RULE ASS AND PROBABLY NEVER LISTENS TO METAL. HE WON'T GET IT. WARHORSE WALKS DOWN THE RAMP WITH RAW HORSEPOWER, CIRCLING THE RING, AND THEN SLIDING ONTO THE APRON, CLIMBING UP QUICKLY AND GETTING RIGHT THERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SQUARED CIRCLE FOR ALL TO SEE WARHORSE. HE BANGS HIS HEAD, AS DOES THE CROWD AGAIN. THEY KNOW HOW MUCH ASS THIS RULES, AND HOW MUCH HE'S ABOUT TO RULE. WATCH YO' AUNTIE JIMMY.



DING DING DING!



With the sound of the bell, WARHORSE and Bull James both walk to the center of the ring, but there are no lockups for these two as WARHORSE immediately strikes at the head of Bull James. It soon dissolves into a complete brawl, strikes exchanged between both men but neither going down. WARHORSE seems to get the better of Bull at first, being able to punch him towards the ropes and shoot him off with an irish whip, then attempting a clothesline. The line is able to connect, but whereas others would fall down, Bull James stands put and smacks his chest in response, Stokely Hathaway laughing on the outside from the, in his head, futile efforts of WARHORSE to knock Bull down.



Corey Graves: “Wow, even with that supposed 4000 pounds of pure metal behind him he wasn’t able to put a dent in Bull James with that clothesline!”



Mauro Ranallo: “Bull James is a big boy, Corey. He won’t go down that easily!”



WARHORSE takes the chest slaps as a challenge and bounces off the ropes again, delivering a second clothesline to similar results. A third, and then a fourth connect with the same outcome. Some would call this the definition of madness but to WARHORSE it is just the beginning of him ruling Bull James’ ass as he bounces off the ropes for the fifth time. Instead of connecting with a clothesline of his own however, he is met with a clubbing lariat of Bull’s own that doesn’t drop WARHORSE, but definitely staggers him. This is good enough for the larger man as he rushes WARHORSE with a shoulder block that sends him careening through the middle rope to the outside. Bull James takes a few seconds to celebrate this like he won the match, before then leaving the ring.



Tom Phillips: “WARHORSE needs to start getting some offense in, being on the outside is only giving an advantage to the ass ruler!”



Corey Graves: “Last week against Axel and now tonight, what is going on with you? When did you suddenly become a fan of this scrap metal moron?”



Mauro Ranallo: “There is nothing scrap about WARHORSE, he proved himself last week and now is looking to do the same tonight!”



As Bull gets to the outside, he is met by WARHORSE who is already standing. The two continue their exchange of blows that began in the ring, with Bull James this time getting the advantage after countering a body blow from WARHORSE with the best possible defense: being fat. He counters with a hard forearm to the face of WARHORSE, once again staggering him.



ONE…

TWO…



Mauro Ranallo: “Shades of King Hippo with that ability to shrug off that shot to the stomach!”



Corey Graves: “Mauro...just don’t.”



Bull delivers another punch to the head, and WARHORSE finds himself backed into a corner. Literally, as his back is to the turnbuckle post. Bull takes a step back, and gives the fans a bit of a gun show for a second.



THREE…



With the posing finished and Stokely egging him on, he charges towards WARHORSE but meets nothing but ring post as he hits head-first against it, and then eating a big boot from WARHORSE to further the damage.



FOUR…

FIVE…



With the count now halfway, WARHORSE finds himself properly in control as he continues the assault, punches and forearms and elbows all thrown at Bull but he refuses to fall, instead finding himself leaning against the steel steps. WARHORSE grabs his head with one hand and puts the devil horns up with the other, and slams him face-first against the steps which is soon followed by a headbang. Another head slam to Bull, and another headbang from WARHORSE. Then a third, a fourth, a fifth, on and on until he is just headbanging and repeatedly slamming Bull’s head into the steps over and over again, Stokely yelling at the referee to get him to stop this.



SIX…

SEVEN…

EIGHT…

NINE…



WARHORSE, hearing the count, rolls into the ring. Bull, not realizing he is gone, continues slamming his own head on the steel steps the entire time WARHORSE is in the ring, which isn’t long as he rolls right back out to break the count and continue on banging James’ head whilst banging his own.



Mauro Ranallo: “Well Bull, now that you’re here there’s no way out from WARHORSE’s headbanging, and his metal health is clearly driving Stokely Hathaway crazy!”



Tom Phillips: “He’s got the voice to make the noise, Mauro! WARHORSE is on an absolute tear right now!”



Corey Graves: “How is this legal? How is the referee not putting a stop to this? Can’t he DQ him or something for excessive violence?”



Tom Phillips: “He knows better than to get in the way of WARHORSE or else it’s his ass that’s going to be ruled!”



Finally, after countless headbangs, WARHORSE releases Bull James and rolls him into the ring. He goes up the steel steps to get onto the apron, trying to head inside, but is stopped by Stokely grabbing at his foot. It doesn’t trip up WARHORSE though, but he wastes valuable time by roaring at Stokely which manages to actually knock Hathaway down in fright. He gets into the ring and sees Bull pulling himself up in the corner, and rushes him with a clothesline! He runs back to the opposite side of the ring, and charges him for a second one which connects! Backing up, he goes for the third, but is met with nothing as Bull moves out of the way and counters by bouncing off the ropes and connecting with a running clothesline of his own which knocks WARHORSE off his feet. Seeing his chance, Bull looks to Stokely with a smile before then getting onto the apron and beginning to climb up to the top turnbuckle. While he takes his time to do it, he manages to make it all the way up, and flies off with a diving headbutt to the midsection of WARHORSE! He moves right in for the cover.



ONE…..



Corey Graves: “Haha, Stokely Hathaway is a genius! Guys like Larry Sweeney or Dr. Cube had to go through multiple clients, but Stokely only needs the one to get-”



NO!



Stokely, Bull, and Corey all appear to be shocked as WARHORSE kicks out of the pin with absolute ease, seeming barely phased although still lying on the mat. Stokely hops onto the apron to argue with the referee that it was a 3 count even though it didn’t even make a 2 count.



Tom Phillips: “You were saying, Corey?”



Corey Graves: “Shut up, Tom.”



While Stokely is busy arguing with the referee, Bull seems more than ready to finish off WARHORSE...soon as he can catch his breath. After taking a few seconds, he picks his opponent up and goes for some sort of scoop slam, but it is countered immediately by WARHORSE and countered as he hooks one arm and puts the other in a half-nelson, and chucks Bull James over his head with absolute ease with a Half-And-Half Suplex! But that isn’t all for WARHORSE, as he grabs Bull again, this time by the waist, and even though the man is only on his knees that doesn’t matter as WARHORSE powers James up again over his head into a german suplex that sends Bull crashing into the corner! Without hesitation, WARHORSE climbs up as Bull James attempts to crawl out of the corner, and hits the ASS RULER on Bull! WARHORSE goes straight into the cover!



ONE…..!



Tom Phillips: “WARHORSE has got it!”



TWO…..!



Corey Graves: “Stokely do something! Prevent me from having to deal with-”



.....THREE!



DING DING DING!







Tony Chimel: ”HERE IS YOUR WINNER, WARHORSE!!!”



WARHORSE POPS UP TO HIS FEET, HEADBANGING AS SLAYER PLAYS ONCE MORE AS THE CROWD DO THE SAME, REALIZING HOW MUCH ASS WARHORSE JUST RULED IN A DECISIVE VICTORY OVER BULL JAMES! TO HELL WITH STOKELY TRYING TO GET HIS CLIENT OUT OF THE RING, THIS IS WARHORSE’S RING NOW AND IT IS HIS TIME TO CELEBRATE!



Mauro Ranallo: “WARHORSE with an incredibly dominating victory tonight! The pure power he put on display with that sequence of suplexes has got to put the locker room on notice!”



Tom Phillips: “IT’S LIKE HE SAYS COREY, WARHORSE RUUUUUUULES!”



Corey Graves: “I swear, I’d rather be fired right now if it meant never having to call another match of warhorse ever again..”



Tom Phillips: “I THINK YOU MEAN WARHORSE, COREY!”



Corey Graves: “Stop screaming, Tom! At least try to stay professional!”


WITH WARHORSE SUCCESSFULLY GAINING HIS FIRST UWF VICTORY, THE CAMERAS MOVE ON.


The scene opens with Simon Dean smiling at the camera as Braun is pacing intensely behind him.

Braun Strowman: After weeks of anticipation and months of planning, I’m ready. I’m ready to show the world what the new and improved Braun Strowman can do in that ring, no matter who the opponent is. For far too long, the world has slept on what a nutritious lifestyle can do and how it can benefit them, but tonight is the wake-up call. Tonight, I show WALTER and the world what the Simon System can do when I manhandle and overpower him and stand victorious, a win for me and a win for health.

Braun stops pacing as he turns toward the camera, Simon putting his hand on his shoulder and looking at him.

Simon Dean: I couldn’t be more proud of Braun, myself, and this wonderful and patented Simon System. We’ve made it to the dance and now the sky is truly the limit on the amount of people we can reach and how much we can change the world for the better. We’ve been met with resistance and no doubt will continue to but it’s like surgery, no one wants to go through it but it’ll benefit them in the long run. Eventually these doubters will believe and these resisters will come around, whether they’re convinced by my words or Braun’s feats of dominance.

Simon smiles at the camera again.

Like an animal that’s been caged and is finally being freed, that’s how I’m feeling. And when I get freed, bad things are going to happen to my opponent. I’ve got pent up aggression to release aside from having things to prove, and it’s going to be sweet. It’s time to show why I’m the, “Monster Among Men” and not just another man among men. WALTER, you may not get the bag of Simon System products or the win tonight, but you’re still receiving a gift when you get...these...hands!


EXT. Matt Riddle’s House - 04/20/20


The shot opens upon a house in the middle of a suburban neighbourhood. A certain smell is emitting from said house. There’s a knock at the door.. We see it open.

Matt Riddle: CUETBRO! How’s it going, my man? Glad you could make it on this day of all days, bro.

Matanza Cueto: mhmmhm mhmhm.

Matt Riddle: Yeah, bro. Lisa and the kids are out all day so we got the whole place to ourselves, bro.

Matanza is stood at the door with a plastic bag in his hand and a backpack on his back., he enters Riddle’s house and dumps the backpack on the floor before heading straight to the kitchen.

Matt Riddle: Yep.. come in I guess, bro.

There is a lot of noise coming from the kitchen. Matanza is rummaging around; looking for something specific. Riddle goes and sits on the couch whilst waiting for him. It’s been some time now.

Matt Riddle: Bro, the bong isn’t out there, it’s in he-what the fuck?

Matanza is stood in the doorway with a knife in hand.

Matt Riddle: Bro?! What?!

Matanza Cueto: mhmhmhm mmmhhhm!

Matt Riddle: That.. that just doesn’t make sense. Right, go put it back into the kitchen, bro, then come back here and we shall discuss battle plans for Revolution.

Matanza storms away without another word, rummaging is heard once again. Riddle’s phone begins to chime and he answers.

Matt Riddle: Oh, hey babe… yeah he’s just come over, already grabbed a knife but y’know that’s Jeff! .. Yeah, I know.. I’ll be careful not to say it in front of him.. Tssst zsttssts zzsststs!

The phone begins to emit feedback. The signal strength seems to be having problems.

Matt Riddle: Babe? You there?

The phone signal continues to break up and Riddle only catches a few words from his wife before the phone completely dies.

Matt Riddle: Huh.. that’s strange..

Matanza makes his way back into the room with a picture frame containing a picture of the pairing. He’s pointing and shouting at it.



Matanza Cueto: MHMHMMMHM! MHHHMMMMHMM!

Matt Riddle: Bro, a picture of myself with the ‘old you’ is the least of my worries right now honestly. My phone just broke itself somehow.. I don’t.. even..

Matanza punches the picture frame and breaks it over his knee before heading back to the kitchen and mumbling to himself.

Matt Riddle: Well shit, that’s busted I guess.

Matanza comes back into the room with a huge back of weed and throws it at Riddle.

Matt Riddle: YES, bro! Just what I need. Happy 4/20 bro. Wait, how are you gonna smoke?

Matanza takes a swift look at Riddle and just shrugs at him. Riddle begins to roll up as his phone begins to buzz once again, he picks up his phone.

Matt Riddle: Aww sweet, it’s working again. Hold on, let me phone Lisa real quick, bro.

Riddle dials in his wife’s number and the line begins to ring. Riddle puts the phone to his ear.

Matt Riddle: Ahh, hey Lis.. I.. what?

Riddle stands up and looks straight at Matanza. The phone falls out of his hand and hits the floor.

Matanza Cueto: mhmhmhm?

Matt Riddle: Bro.... he’s outside.

Riddle walks over to his front door to open it, Matanza follows closely behind. They begin to open the door… just as the cameras shut off and the scene draws to a close. Who could be outside? Will we ever find out? We transition elsewhere..






Riddle comes out from behind the curtain, bopping along to the beat of 'Bullet with Butterfly Wings.' He throws hang loose symbols to the crowd and continues to hop around the stage. He poses and makes way for 'The Monster' Matanza Cueto who walks out the curtain behind Matt Riddle. Matanza comes out and sluggishly walks down the ramp as Riddle is nodding to the beat and fist bumping every fan he sees. Matanza ignores the fans.

Tony Chimel: Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 479lbs. The team of Matanza Cueto and Matt Riddle; MONSTER HIGH!

Matt Riddle hops the ropes and kicks his flip flops off as Matanza just walks to the centre of the ring and folds his arms. Riddle spreads his arms out and poses in front of 'The Monster' Matanza Cueto Riddle removes his entrance gear and the pair then prepare for their match.




As the music start to play, Yano comes out holding his DVD and asking every fan in attendance to buy it from him. While Ishii is walking behind him with no emotion on his face. As Ishii gets into the ring, Yano goes around ringside still trying to sell the DVD to someone

Tony Chimel: Introducing first, currently in the ring, from Kanagawa, Japan, weighing in at 220 lbs, The Stone Pitbull, Tomohiro Ishii.

Ishii goes to to the comer to stretch Yano gets into the ring and tries to sell the DVD to Chimel. When that fails he hands Chimel a piece of paper and instructs him to read it.

Tony Chinel: And his partner, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 253 lbs, he currently has a DVD that you can buy for the low price of $29.99, that you can also find at the merchandise stand or in Yano's car after the show, Toru Yano.

Yano holds up the DVD and goes to Ishii in the corner and get ready for the match.


VS



DING DING DING


Matanza looks like he wants to start the match off, walking towards Yano who backs away and hides in his corner. Riddle is trying to talk him out of it, sending him out to the apron instead, knowing full well the chaos Matanza could cause if he started off the match. As this is going on however, Yano comes running over with a jumping knee to the back, causing Riddle to bump heads with his partner. Riddle turns to face him but Yano hammers away with some rights. Matt shoves him off with two hands before running out of the corner and hitting a bicycle knee right on the chin! Yano flops onto the mat and Riddle goes for the cover.



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Yano kicks out! Riddle grabs his head and pulls him into a front face lock, keeping him ground on the mat. Yano has got his arms failing around trying to get out of the hold like a fish out of water. All the awkward movement makes it a bit hard for Matt to keep the hold on and soon enough, Yano is free. He rushes over to his corner and tags in Ishii


Mauro Ranallo: And here comes the Stone Pitbull.

Corey Graves: Why he’s teaming with Yano I’ll never know.

Tom Phillips: Toru Yano is a fun guy, who wouldn’t want to just hang out and watch his dvd with him.

Corey Graves: That’s what losers do for fun. I heard Ishii went out and spent $20,000 last night at the local club. Now that’s what I call fun.


Riddle looks at Ishii and smiles. Despite his insults in the lead up to their match, he’s excited at the prospect of fighting him. They circle around each other, watching carefully to see who makes the first move. They both go in for a tie up and struggle for the advantage. Riddle manages to put him in a side headlock but Ishii isn’t too affected, instead grabbing him by the waist and hitting a saito suplex. Riddle grabs at his neck, having landed awkwardly. Ishii however waste no time, walking over and grabbing Riddle by the waist. The King of Bros fight back with some elbows to the side to head to break free. He tries to run forward but Ishii grabs onto his shorts, pulling him back in for a bridging German suplex! The ref drops down to count the pin.



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Riddle rolls over to get the shoulder up! Unfortunately for him, Ishii still has him by the waist, bringing him back up to his feet for another German suplex. This time he releases but Riddle is able to backflip over and land on his feet. Ishii turns around to see Matt running towards him but he’s able to scoop him up into a powerslam! Yano is out on the apron and yelling for Ishii to make the tag. He kind of lets out a sigh before walking over and tagging him back into the match.


Corey Graves: Look at this clown trying to take credit for Ishii’s work.

Tom Phillips: They’re a team Corey. Sometimes you have to set up your partner to look good. I’ve done it many times before.

Corey Graves: Don’t you dare try to take credit from me.


Yano comes in and runs right to a free corner, taking off the turnbuckle pads as quickly as he can. The ref admonishes him for this and tries to tell him he will get disqualified. Riddle however has crawled to his corner and tagged in the monster. The ref suddenly backs off as he sees Matanza walks over and stand behind Yano. He finally get the pad off and tosses it to the outside, a big smile on his face for having accomplished it. He walks backwards and runs into the Monster. His face changes dramatically as he slowly turns around and sees his worst nightmare. He screams as Matanza grabs him head and chucks him across the ring with an overhead throw.

Yano grabs at his back but knows he doesn’t have time to recover. He tries crawling to his corner but Matanza catches him by the leg. Yano stands back up, balancing on one foot until Matanza pulls him in, grabbing him by the throat. He lifts him up for a chokeslam but Yano escapes behind him. Matanza turns around and Yano gives him a kick to the gut. It doesn’t seem to affect the big man so he tries for a forearm shot to the face. Once again no effect. Cueto grabs him by the throat once more but Yano catches him with the Akakiri!



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2 . . .



3 . . .



But Matanza kicks out just in time! You can't tell because of his mask but if he wasn't wearing it, you know there'd be a look of shock after almost losing right there. Even Yano seems to be surprised that he almost got away with one right there. Matanza shoots him a glare and he runs away back to his corner, tagging in Ishii. The Stone Pitbull calmly enters the ring as The Monster Matanza Cueto gets back up. They may not be the biggest but the two men are definitely some of the most hard hitting and strongest competitors in the UWF today. they've stared at each other long enough and they start coming to blows.


Corey Graves: Here we go, now this is something I want to see!

Mauro Ranallo: It's the unstoppable force meeting the immovable object! Which one will give way?


Neither man backs down as they exchange forearm shots to the head. Mataqnza tries to gain the edge with a headbutt but Ishii shrugs it off and gives him a headbutt right back, this time in the chest. It actually seems to stagger the bigger Matanza as he stumbles backwards, almost shocked himself. Ishii motions for him to bring it and so Matanza comes running forward only to get hit with an enziguri! The Monster fllas to a knee but Ishii isn't anywhere near done. He walks over and grabs his head, sticking it underneath his arm before lifting him straight up into the air for a delayed vertical suplex! The crowd is counting along as Ishii keeps him up in the air for about 5 seconds but the sheer size and weight allows him to get behind the Pitbull with just a shift in his weight. He pushes Ishii into the ropes, him bouncing off them only to get popped into the air and planted with a sit out powerbomb that shakes the ring to it's core! He makes the pin.



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Ishii gets the shoulder up at 2! Matanza grabs Ishii and brings him back to his feet before throwing him into his own corner. Ishii ends up inadvertently hitting Yano thus making a tag. Yano realizes what just happened and looks to none to pleased about it. He jumps off the apron and tries to leave but Riddle is there to meet him before he can get up the ramp. Riddle runs at him and knocks him clean out with the Final Flash knee! He then picks his body up off the mat and throws him back into the ring. Matanza is about to pounce but Ishii damn near runs him over with a lariat to take the big man down!

Riddle comes back into the ring to help fight off Ishii but the Stone Pitbull leans into all of his strikes, seemingly absorbing every blow. Matt finally decides to go low and he kicks him hard in the side of the leg, causing him to buckle to a knee before hitting yet another Final Flash knee strike to the face. Ishii rolls out of the ring but stays on his feet. Riddle measuring him before slingshotting out of the ring with a plancha to take him out! In the ring Matanza has gotten back to his feet while Yano is doing the same. It looks like Yano has no idea where he is as he turns around into the waiting arms of Matanza who scoops him up, spins him around before reversing and slamming into the mat with the Wrath of the Gods! He stays on him for the pin.



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Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, Matt Riddle and Matazna Cueto, Monster High!



Matanza stares down at Yano while Riddle is quick to come in and pull him away before we get a repeat of last week. Ishii comes in and crosses eyes with Matanza, the too staring each other down but once more, Riddle is there to lead him away as Ishii checks on Yano and the show moves on.




For those of you don't know, my name is WALTER.

I have been watching this company for some time. I thought this could really have been the home of the 'revolution' but it just turned out to be a disappointment. Maybe my expectatios were wrong as revolution always bring something new, something different. Like the new, fast paced style in the world of wrestling. A new style that I despise...


WALTER's face is in clear disgust.


Because the salvation is not in the future. It is in the roots. Everything in this world born, grew and eventually die. Just like a tree or an animal. Like an human being. And like all those things our industry is going through this. It was born, it grew and now it is racing towards it's death. At full pace. And all the solutions that people are trying, all the interventions that were made just brings wrestling towards the end. Closer, closer and closer...


WALTER stops for a while as he looks down, right at his toes. Then he swiftly raises his head up, looks directly towards camera.


But I am here to stop it. I am here to stop wrestling and in order to do that, I will reach down to it's roots. I will counter this revolution. Revolution brings blood with itself and evolution just takes that next step which takes you closer to the destruction. I am here to restore everything that was right about this sport. Ja, du hast es richtig gehört. Sport. Not industry. Why? Because after the unstoppable growth of the wrestling, everybody wanted to profit from it. They wanted to profit from us, the wrestlers. And those who were ready to sell their souls to the devil, they accepted to become "Superstars" of "Sports Entertainment" while people like us were pushed aside for being real wrestlers. Not doing jokes enough. They wanted us to be their jesters, their clowns and when we refused, they crucified us. They blamed us for being boring. For being simple. People like Lance Storm, Dean Malenko and many more. Just because we did what we needed to do. Wrestle. We were outcasted after what was ours was taken away from us. And now, I am here to reclaim it!


Für Wrestling. Mit Ehre. Kämpfe bis der Sieg uns gehört.


The cameras go backstage where we see Curtis Axel bouncing in place, warming up for his match already. The camera zooms out to show Byron Saxton standing by.



Byron Saxton: Ladies and gentlemen Byron Saxton here standing by with Curtis Axel, Curtis if I may ask, what are your thoughts on this upcoming matchup with The Velveteen Dream?

Axel stops warming himself up as the question is asked and the microphone is held in front of him.

Curtis Axel: Well Byron it is quite simple what thoughts I have on Dream. The man has been on quite a skid these past few months and I'm going to take advantage of it. Last week, beating Warhorse was like training, a way to shake off my ring rust. Tonight, there isn't any rust on this axe, the only rusted thing around me were the chains keeping me held captive, keeping me attached to morons like that little nuisance Velveteen Dream has following him around.

Byron Saxton: Speaking of, do you think Lio Rush will have a major impact on your performance tonight? How do you plan to combat him if he is at ringside?

Curtis Axel: Byron, I am going to be performing the exact same regardless of if that chihuahua is or isn't at ringside. I know I have said this before but it bears repeating, the chains came off of Curtis Axel the moment that he joined the UWF. No longer am I stuck with those who deem me inferior, who deem me a "Marty Jannetty" of a team, because I am neither a Jannetty or a Michaels, I am an Axel.

I am above both of those terms and create my own term, a term exclusive to me and one that is designed specifically to show the world who is the superior one amongst those who are dubbed superior. Being an Axel means that I am one of a kind, a generational talent never before seen and will never be seen again not just in our lifetimes but our children's lifetimes, their children's lifetimes, on and on. Point is, Byron, to beat a generational talent you have to be a generational talent, and there is no one, absolutely no one who is on my level.

Byron Saxton: Well if that is the case, why are you not staking an immediate claim to the UWF Championship? The UWF fans saw what you could do in the ring and their opinions varied, but if you are a generational talent, why not go right to the top?

Axel gives a small laugh, one filled with pity towards the failed announcer now interviewer standing beside him.

Curtis Axel: Saxton, you think that isn't what I would like to do? Go straight to the top of the UWF food chain and dismantle John Morrison's palace in front of the whole world? But that is a fool's move. Doing that puts a target on your back, not just that it makes you public enemy #1 to the rest of the roster. To them, they see some hotshot nobody come in and destroy their world champion, who the hell would they think I am? I'm not built like The Great Khali, Byron. However, while I may not have the size and power someone like him has to dominate the UWF with a simplistic, one-track mind...I have the ability to think ahead.

I know that rushing straight to the top will only leave me in ruins, leave me completely shattered the moment I lose that title. Look at Larry Sweeney and tell me how the title loss affected him. Me though, I'm fine working my way up. The rest of the boys will see me take out guys like Warhorse, guys like Velveteen Dream and think nothing of it. Just a few lucky wins, right? Maybe I'll win the Television Title, and again nothing is thought of it. After all, it would only be Jimmy Havoc that I beat, who cares about someone defeating him? Everyone knows the moment he defends that title he is losing it, at least in their minds that is the case, so they'll see me as the lucky guy who defeated Havoc. But then it escalates, the wins get bigger, maybe I win the IC or Tag Titles. Then by the time I am contending for the UWF Title, it will be too late for them to realize that the Axeman just ran wild on all of the UWF roster!

Axel stands there, smug about his plan to the top of the UWF as if it is a 100% surefire guaranteed success.

Byron Saxton: Good plan there, Curtis...but uh, wouldn't it now be out there for all of the locker room to know since you said it on interview?

The color drains from Axel's face, as does his smugness. Instead he gains a scowl and looks straight at Byron.

Curtis Axel: Interview's over.

Without another word, Curtis shoves Byron as he walks past, knocking the interviewer over as he storms down the halls, flinging some papers left on an equipment box before then turning around.

Wrong way to the damn locker room!

The camera follows him as he walks past, shoving Saxton again just as he was getting up to put him back on the ground, and then slamming his fist onto an equipment box. The camera turns back to Saxton, still on the ground.

Byron Saxton: uhh...guess the interview is over, then? Back to you guys…


The titantron switches from the UWF Revolution graphic to a live feed from backstage. The setting - a run of the mill, plain ol' jane style locker room. Our players? The all-but-named Number One Contenders for the UWF World Tag Team Championships, Larry Sweeney and Kyle O'Reilly, Sweet n' Sour Incorporated. Neither of them look to be in high spirits this evening. The latter is pacing around, veins bulging in his neck and forehead while Mr. 12 Large himself stares down the camera, ready to lay down the riot act.



Sweeney: It's an embarrassment, a downright embarrassment, people. More than that, it's an injustice. I'd go so far as to say it's an front to God and nature that Mr. Drake Maverick would play hokey pokey with the upper echelon of the tag team division and mess around with the pieces like we're some kinda trail mix! I'm a college-educated man. I got an IQ in the triple digits. If I wasn't a pro-wrestler, I'd be serving subpoenas on Wall Street or filling chalkboards down at NASA. But even I can't wrap my head around this one!

Let's roll back seven days here. Last week I thought we had ourselves pretty clear when we said we're coming gunning for our UWF World Tag Team Championships. We want that gold back. Those bums carrying it around now never pinned us, and seeing as everyone else is booked up for Backlash - that pretty much seals the deal, no? Alright. So let's sign some contracts. Let's make it official. Let's do anything but start throwin' God damn monkey wrenches around willy nilly!

You've giving me the week off? You're giving Larry Sweeney a vacation? A little rest and relaxation! AYE CARUMBA! I spent six months in a hospital bed and another four sun-tanning in Cabo! I don't need any more down time! What I need is a high stakes match up. But what's worse than that is that now Kyle O'Reilly, the very heart and soul of this company, a charitable man afflicted with a heinous health condition, is being asked - Hell, I'll say it - forced against his will to team up with the one person on God's green earth that he hates more than anybody else.

Maybe you call that good television. I see it for what it is, though. It's a crock o' -

O'Reilly steps in and cuts Larry off.

KO: Actually know what? It's fine. Totally fine. Whatever. I don't even care.

His crazed demeanor suggest otherwise, but whatever.



KO'R: Sure, yeah. I hate the Undisputed Era more than I even hate ISIS, but so what? I'm looking at the Gatorade bottle half-full. I get a chance to shut Becky Lynch all over again. I finally get to get some payback on Bubba Dudley after Wrestlemania. Those are big wins for me. For us. For Sweet n' Sour Inc.

Larry's rides the wave of positivity he sees trailing off Kyle. He can't help but crack that famous smile.

Sweeney: Oh yeah... ahahaha! I see what you're saying! Mr. Brightside over here, huh? That's the spirit, Kyle. Yeah, whatever else this hokum dog-and-pony show may be, it's an opportunity. And Sweet n' Sour ain't about to look a gift horse in the mouth... at least not too closely. Nothing like shutting up a few future contenders with some slices of humble pie! All you gotta do is what you do better than anybody else in the business today! And if Bobby Fish gets in your way -

Kyle fills in the blank.

KO'R I'll punch his teeth out and then shove them down his throat. I swear I'll actually do it. For real. For one night only, I'll be chill. Just until we win the match. After that, it's friggin on, Bobby. But as much as I hate your friggin guts, we have what Larry tells me is a fu... a, uh... a fed... a fad...

Sweeney: A "fiduciary obligation".

KO'R: Yeah. A fiducherry oblongation to Gatorade to always try out best.

Sweeney: That's actually the wording in the sponsorship contract. "Always try your best." I think their corporate team is mostly gym teacher but hey, ya didn't hear it from me.

KO'R: But basically what that means is that I'm not gonna lose on purpose or give anything less than one thousand percent every time I get in that ring. That's the code of honour. And just cause the Undisputed Era forgot all about what that means, doesn't me I have to. Sweet n' Sour is in it to win it. There are Little Dragons watching all around the world who wanna see me tonight and I'm not gonna disappoint them.

Sweeney: And after it's all said and done and the dust settles, all that's gonna be left is Sweet n' Sour, the Undisputed Era, those championship belts and a match at Backlash, and mama, ahaha! Ha! I couldn't think of a better name for a pay-per-view event featuring a title tilt like this cause ya know what goes around sure as shoot comes around. 12 Large Brother! Ahahahahaaha! Come on Kyle, let's get those boots tied!

The fellas get preparing for the big match ahead while Revolution continues elsewhere.


Tony Chimel: The following contest is for one fall! Introducing first...



With the sound of a male roar, an intense theme follows as the crowd begins to boo the Simon System advocate. The, “Monster Among Men” makes his way to the ring with Simon Dean by his side with his gym bag full of products.

Tony Chimel: From Sherrills Ford, North Carolina. Weighing in at three hundred and eighty-five pounds. Being accompanied to the ring by Simon Dean. He is the, “Monster Among Men”, Braun Strowman!

Simon remains ringside as Braun climbs up onto the apron and steps over the ropes. He throws his arms into the air with a roar as he then gets ready for the match ahead.

Tony Chimel: And his opponent...





Dvorak's astonishing piece"Symphony 9" is heard through the arena, which means one thing: WALTER! Fans start to hum along WALTER'S theme but he seems not to care about all this fun, as he stands at the stage, looking around without any emotions in his eyes or at his face. He gathers his hands together at his back and strikes a pose.


Tony Chimel: Making his way from Österreich, Wien, weighing in at 140 pounds, he is "Der Ringgeneral" WALTER! 

WALTER slowly walks down the ramp as Chimel announces this monster of a man. As his theme starts to slow down, WALTER makes his way up to the apron. He stops at the apron, turns to the fans and gazes the arena slowly, carefully. He gets inside, stops in the middle of the ring and strikes a pose as his theme once again gets excited and faster. Then he takes his coat off, gets ready for his opponent.

Tom Phillips: This is going to be an absolute battle.

Mauro Ranallo: Indeed it will Tom. These two men had some very harsh words for each other leading up to this contest, I'm sure the two giants are eager to pummel the other.

Corey Graves: This match might just show up on the richter scale...

DING DING DING!

No man takes a stance to begin the match. Instead they just stare at each other. Their wrestling ideals go opposite to each other, and that's reflected in the burning animosity between the mutual glare. No man makes a move. Both men let the other know their malicious intentions for the other solely through their eyes. Eyes that contain a burning desire to simply hurt the other person. The ring stands still for almost a couple minutes. It's the calm before the storm. Or better fit, the calm before the hurricane. No man breaks their stare until finally Simon Dean shouts at Strowman, encouraging him to move in. 

Mauro Ranallo: I think we just saw a battle of wills...

Tom Phillips: Until that annoying fitness guru interrupted...

Corey Graves: Yeah well I can't imagine the rest of the match will be as still as that.

Strowman takes a step forward, his arms outstretched looking for a lockup. WALTER then steps forward as well, still not breaking that glare. WALTER appears to be a bit cautious, but Braun isn't. He steps forward and throws his arms out, as does WALTER. They tie-up collar and elbow. A battle of strength. Strowman took the initiative and is getting the better of the lockup, but WALTER quickly regroups and brings the lockup back to the middle of the ring. Both men now push with all their might, but the hold moves nowhere. Neither man can gain an inch, which is an occurrence rare to both. WALTER's mind begins to race, thinking of a thousand different holds he could possibly transition to while Strowman continues to apply brute strength as Dean shouts encouraging yells from ringside. Braun lets out a roar and is able to move WALTER back toward the ropes but WALTER quickly shifts his arms and hands around, getting Strowman in a headlock. The movement is stopped with WALTER solidly planting his feet. Strowman attempts to arch back for a back suplex, but WALTER is able to keep his weight on the ground with this position.

Corey Graves: Brilliant work by WALTER!

Mauro Ranallo: The technical prowess of WALTER is coming in very handy here.

WALTER strengthens the hold around Strowman's head, squeezing tighter and tighter as Braun is almost forced to a knee. Simon shouts advice at Strowman as he struggles. WALTER tries to lock it in even tighter, wanting to force Strowman to his knees but Strowman shifts all his weight backwards, forcing WALTER to bounce off the ropes so Strowman can propel WALTER forward off the momentum, breaking the hold as WALTER bounces off the ropes on the opposite end...

Tom Phillips: Here we go!

Strowman turns around to face the music as WALTER charges like a bull, planning to catch Strowman off guard. WALTER collides with a thunderous forearm that would knock a normal man unconscious but Strowman simply shrugs it off and runs the ropes. He charges with his own move... a giant clothesline. One that would send a normal man to the hospital, but WALTER simply just shrugs it off. That glare that once controlled the match resumes between the two men. They bump heads, literally eye to eye now. Strowman lets out a huge roar as he runs back to the ropes. WALTER follows suit. Both men bounce off with the speed of a cheetah and are soon to collide with the strength of an elephant. The fans in attendance yell in anticipation. The two gladiators are inches away from perhaps the biggest biggest collision between man ever seen. Strowman roars and outstretches his arms, going for a gigantic body block as WALTER does the same. We're going to see an earthquake. THEY COLLI-no! WALTER swiftly dodges, letting Strowman run past him as he locks his arm around the monster's waist. WALTER arches back, bringing the 385 pounder monster up in the air and crashing down with an Österreichischer Suplex!

Corey Graves: Absolutely genius!

Tom Phillips: Well, it was indeed very smart. I think everybody here wanted to see the collision though...

Mauro Ranallo: I thought we were in for a clash of kaijus, but it looks like WALTER may have other ideas.

Strowman looks to get back to his feet, but WALTER quickly pounces, putting all 140 kilograms on the monster in a grounded headlock. WALTER continues to target the head, elbowing the back of Braun's skull every few seconds while he has the hold locked in. Strowman's well-being is waning and WALTER sees an opening. He shifts his weight and arms around to lock in a different, much more dangerous hold, a reverse dragon sleeper. Strowman is more than struggling now. WALTER's work on the back of the head is having a huge effect now, with the head being contorted backwards. Combine that with the brute physique of WALTER and Strowman is in real trouble right now. WALTER makes sure to cover the eyes of Strowman, leaving him with no clue as to where the ropes are. He's panicking. 

Mauro Ranallo: The giant is being cut down!

Tom Phillips: I couldn't imagine that we'd see Strowman like this.

Braun's hand is inches away from the mat. At this point, he's considering tapping out. WALTER sees this, and wrenches it in as hard as he can. Braun flails his arms, looking for any possible escape but finds none. He returns his hand inches from the mat, and pounds that hand down. Strowman taps. Wait... no! Strowman pounds his other hand into the mat, making a fist. He hears the yells of Simon Dean cheering him on. He uses that leverage with his fists on the mat to inch is legs further up, trying to get to a knee. WALTER rapidly tries to prevent this, shifting the weight of the hold backwards but that just loosens it up front. Strowman grabs ahold of WALTER's hands as he gets to a knee! Strowman from a knee know, steadily makes it to his feet with WALTER on his back. Braun with a hold of WALTER's hands, thrusts his arms upward, shifting WALTER up to his shoulder in a tremendous show of strength! Strowman now has him in prime position. He takes a couple huge steps forward and hits WALTER with the humongous Running Powersla-no! Walter grabs a hold of the ropes! He pushes off, sending WALTER off the monster's shoulders and onto the ground. WALTER quickly takes advantage, locking his arms around Strowman's waist and falling backwards into an O'Connor Roll! 

Corey Graves: Only a man of WALTER's size, agility, and intelligence could pull that off against Strowman!

WALTER wraps Strowman up in the roll, putting all his weight on the monster's legs for the pin!

One!

Two!

Thre-no!

Strowman thrusts himself out of the cover, sending WALTER stumbling backwards. The monster pops right back up in a ball of anger. He charges right at WALTER. This time with WALTER caught off guard he has no choice but to accept a collision. He charges as well, raising his arm for a lariat, BUT STROWMAN LEAPS IN THE AIR, SENDINg HIS GIANT BOOTS INTO THE RING GENERAL'S CHEST FOR THE BIGGEST FRONT DROPKICK EVER SEEN! WALTER is sent absolutely flying back into the turnbuckle, even ricocheting off right back into the grasps of Strowman, who hits a thunderous Spinebuster! WALTER bounces off the impact and Strowman throws himself into the cover!

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Tom Phillips: This is where Strowman gets dangerous, he has all the momentum.

Mauro Ranallo: I'm sure it's been said before, but the analogy fits Strowman better than anybody. He's a freight train!

Strowman grabs WALTER by the head, looking to pummel him around even more... but WALTER answers with a defiant Österreichischer Uppercut! Strowman's head is turn all the way around. WALTER looks to take initiative but Strowman suddenly snaps his head right back around, freezing WALTER with the most terrifying expression a man could ever imagine, a look of pure doom. WALTER snaps out of it but it's too late. Strowman jabs his head into the skull of WALTER for a brutal headbutt, sending WALTER to a knee. Braun then wraps his massive bear arms around the stomach of WALTER and hurls up to his shoulder. The last thing WALTER sees is the stadium lights before Braun flips him over and he's sent crashing towards the canvas in a terrifying Yokosuka Cutter! Braun Covers!

One!

Two!

Thre...

....

Kickout!

WALTER just barely gets the shoulder up before the ref's hand hits the mat! Strowman is absolutely furious! Dean encourages him to end the Ring General and Strowman is more than happy to oblige. But he isn't going for the Running Powerslam, or the Reverse Chokeslam....

Mauro Ranallo: Oh dear god...

Corey Graves: Braun Strowman is heading to the top rope!

The monster begins the climb with a devilish grin on his face. He climbs one rung, then the other, and then the top one. Strowman is perched on the top rope as the ropes shake under his weight. WALTER begins to stir, making it to his feet, having no clue what terrible fate awaits him. The Ring General turns around on wobbly legs, to see the most frightening sight one could ever see. Strowman leaps off the top rope, sending his boots crushing into the chest of WALTER for a top rope front dropkick! WALTER is just sent completely hurling backwards! The sheer force of Strowman's flying offense causes WALTER to rapidly snap back into and off the ropes! Strowman's pure aggression and adrenaline gets him back to his feet to see his prey unintentionally flailing in his line of destruction. Strowman leaves his feet once again! ANOTHER FRONT DROPKICK! WALTER violently snaps back into the ropes! Strowman uses his inhuman adrenaline to get to his feet again! Just like WALTER was violently snapped backwards, the sheer momentum he had going into the ropes forces him to violently snap forwards into Strowman. It's time to finish him! Strowman is looking for the Running Powerslam. WALTER is going to be sent flying into the arms of the monster and he can do nothing about it. Or can he? WALTER knows he's taken too much punishment for any competent counter. All he can do is collapse, so he does! He collapses right into the ankle of Braun Strowman! 140 kilograms are sent into the monster's ankle as he falls to the ground! WALTER uses his scarce energy to shift around with the ankle in his hands, falling behind Strowman for a grounded Ankle Lock!

Corey Graves: Unbelievable counter by the Ring General!

Mauro Ranallo: That's why they call him that!

Tom Phillips: What awareness!

WALTER uses all his remaining strength to wrench back on that ankle. Strowman cries out in agony! He sees Simon Dean behind the ropes, desperately begging him to reach him! Strowman pounds hands into the mat... clawing his way forward! WALTER continues to wrench that ankle with all his might, letting out a cry of warrior! But Strowman claws and claws, reaching his hand out toward Dean. He makes it! Strowman grabs ahold of the ropes and WALTER must release, but he makes sure to wrench that ankle for as long as possible. He will take any advantage to cut the monster down as the ref counts the illegal hold!

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

WALTER releases, crawling backwards as he analyzes the battlefield. Strowman clutches his ankle as he uses the ropes to support himself. Both men slowly make their way to their feet. WALTER is up first with Strowman not far behind, leaning on the ropes. WALTER gives a malevolent glance towards Strowman, and then turns his eyes to the floor outside.

Tom Phillips: What's the ring general looking to do here?

Mauro Ranallo: I think he wants to send the monster out of the ring! It will give him time to regroup and possibly even the victory.

Tom Phillips: Well how's he gonna do that?

Corey Graves: With the stiffest lariat mankind has ever seen!

WALTER waits until the moment is perfect, and like a buffalo he charges at the monster! His arm is raised for one of the most dangerous moves in the sport! Der Blitz! He hits the Der Bli-wait! Strowman counters! He ducks the lariat and send WALTER flying through the air with a back body drop over the ropes! The height WALTER gets is insane. No man should be able to be sent that high in the air by brute phsyical strength, and especially not a man of 140 kilos! WALTER comes down from the unbelievable height, physically crashing into the barricade with tons of force! The impact might just kill a normal man, but as this match has established, none of these men are normal! 

Mauro Ranallo: MAAAAMMMAAA MIIIIAAAA!!!

Strowman raises his arms and lets out a roar to the crowd! They can't help but applaud for the amazing feat of strength! Strowman wants to take that momentum and apply it to ending the ring general. He climbs out the ring, starting the ref's count as he looks to dismantle WALTER. 

One!

Strowman is waiting poised like a lion...

Two!

He so desperately wants WALTER to rise. Only then he can he execute his monstrous plan!

Three!

Ohhh no... WALTER is making his way to his feet with the support of the barricade as the monster begins to salivate behind him...

Four!

WALTER is to his feet now, he turns around to see Braun let out a barbaric yell before charging like a bull! Strowman is going to send WALTER flying through the barricade!...

Five!

Strowman ducks his head and lowers his shoulder, preparing to cause utter destruction... BUT WALTER SIDESTEPS! STROWMAN IS SENT FLYING INTO THE BARRICADE ALONE! HE COLLIDES WITH THE METAL, EXPLODING THE BARRICADE AS THE CROWD COLLECTIVELY GASPS! THE ARENA GOES NUTS AT THE SIGHT OF THE CHAOS!

Six!

WALTER begins to crawl towards the ring now, Strowman not moving!

Seven!

WALTER slides in! Letting a sigh of relief out as he stays lying on the canvas...

Eight!

Strowman stirs now! Simon desperately yells for Strowman to make it! He begins to stumble to the ring!

Nine!

Strowman is right in front of the apron, almost there... but he collapses! His body can't ignore the extreme exhaustion and pain anymore...

Ten!

Tony Chimel: Your winner by countout... WALTER!

WALTER stumbles his way to his feet as the ref raises his arm...




The live feed cuts backstage where Sami Zayn is giving Becky a pep talk before her match tonight.



Sami Zayn: Look I don't like this any more than you do. I mean seriously, making two people who hate each other team up? Who comes up with a dumb ideas like this? Right now though, we just focus on the match ahead. We're better than Sweet N' Sour. We're better than the Undisputed Era. I know I'm not your partner out there but this should be a walk in the park! Just make sure to keep an eye on Bubba. We know just how low those cheating bastards can stoop just to gain an advantage. Plus it's not like Bubba is against hurting women his whole career.

Becky Lynch: Oh if that tub of lard tries to lay one finger on me, it'll be the last finger he lays on anyone, woman or otherwise.

Sami Zayn: Uh oh speak of the devil

Just then Bubba, Devon and Stacy come walking into frame.



Bubba Ray Dudley: Why hello there Dynamic Duo. You two certainly look like you don't want to see us right now so what better time for The Dudley Boyz to show up now hey? Now listen, I just want to get this off my gut right now, I ain't happy about tonight. I imagine from the look on your faces that you ain't happy about tonight either which could be the first time we actually agree on something. The next thing you know, my dinner will be flying around the arena waiting for me to catch it for some pork or bacon. Well what we could do is continue not being happy about it, we could continue to sink into the pit or what we could do is suck it up and see tonight for what it is. Look, I'm willing to be the bigger man here, physically & mentally. Tonight Becky, I give you my word that I'm willing to put Wrestlemania behind us for the time being and save all our animosity for Backlash where we will kick your ass into oblivion.

D-Von: Listen, what Bubba is trying to say I think is tonight, you two can go out there and destroy each other...... but that would make you both sitting ducks for Kyle O'Reilly & Bobby Fish. Let's be honest, those guys hate each other way more then we dislike each other so if we can just agree to be a team tonight for longer then them, you two can get the win. We both need a win right now and we both need to slow down the momentum of UE & Sweet N' Sour. We feel it's in the best interests of both teams to co-operate tonight and beat the daylights out of each other at Backlash instead.

Just then Sami intervenes.

Sami Zayn: We both need a win? We would have gotten our win at Wrestlemania and become 3 time World Tag Team Champions if you guys weren’t sore losers! This whole thing is ridiculous and i won’t stand for it!

Bubba: Small man, listen to me and we will be alright. I've taken it upon myself as the former 3 time UWF Tag Team Champion to be the team captain for tonight, you know since you only have 2 former title reigns. So tonight, just listen to me, I'm sure you have watched enough of our matches in the past to know what our move sets are but if you like, D-Von and I can teach you to do the WAsssssss Up headbutt or the Super Powerbomb from the top turnbuckle but most importantly, I can show you how to drive their heads into the mat for the most lethal tag team manoeuvre the world has ever seen..... the 3D, don't worry, I'll do the Flapjack part of the move because I know ain't no way you will be able to lift them. See how selfless I am!!!

Becky Lynch: Look, I don't need to hear another word from you. As far as I'm concerned, you don't even need to tag yourself in the match. Let real man show you how it's done out there.

Bubba: You know what, fine Becky, I'll play by your rules tonight. That is fine by me but just take my warning, if your way ain't working, I will have to step up and lead our team to victory. Now I hope you can get on board with that..... if it comes to that just like I was more then happy to jump on board with you.

Bubba looks towards Becky, with D-Von and Stacy having a tense look on their face. Bubba smiles towards her as she puffs her chest out and walks up to Bubba, trying to get and close to his face and she can get.

Becky Lynch: Good. If it comes to that, I’ll let you do what you think is right. Just know that I’m gonna do whatever it takes to make sure we walk out of there winners. Even if you end up getting in my way.

Sami Zayn: And don’t worry about a thing Bubba because Becky and I are master strategists. While outside forces have seemed to take their toll on some of our more recent matches, the game plan has always been sound. And to ensure everything goes down according to plan, I’ll be out there to guide from the sidelines. C’mon let’s go.

Sami tries to lead Becky and Bubba towards Gorilla when he’s stopped by D-von.

D-Von: And where do you think you are going?

Sami Zayn: I just told you, out there to help guide our team to victory! We both know Bubba’s not too bright out there without someone watching him. You can just stay back here with Stacy and let us handle everything.

D-Von: Nah man, you right, this thing is ridiculous but there ain’t nothing we can do about it out there apart from get in the way. Bubba has accepted Becky’s proposal to play by her rules and listen to her tonight so I feel it’s only fair that you, Ginger Whinger Zayn play by my rules. Don’t worry, we might not have signed a contract like Sweet n’ Sour inc or the NWO but we can still pull some strings around here. We have a nice little home theatre set up in our locker room with unlimited supply of Coca Cola…. Only in a can, we couldn’t sweet talk the bottled Coke. I’m sorry it isn’t Dasani Water but we went on a bit of a trip after we stole yours last time so we thought against it. What do you think?

Sami Zayn: Coke? Don’t let that poison get anywhere near me! The last thing I want to do is get as fat as you two.

You can see D-Von doesn’t really like this answer as his calm demeanor is changing. He gets a little more stern with his look and voice. He grabs Sami by the collar, getting right in his grill.

D-Von: How about this Sami, we have been real nice tonight whilst you have just insulted us continuously so I’m changing this from an invitation to a demand. You don’t want any trouble in front of the only lady standing here in Stacy do you? I suggest you come with me right now otherwise we won’t have to worry about our tag partners tonight.

Sami looks over to Becky who just nods. With a defeated yet childlike look of frustration he decides to go with D-Von. D-Von lets go of his collar, brushing the dirt off it as he now drapes his arm around Sami’s shoulder. He nods at Becky & Bubba, signifying a look of luck wishing as he turns away from them. Stacy follows suit, kissing Bubba on the cheek which almost makes Becky barf as Stacy follows D-Von & Sami out of shot. Becky & Bubba are left looking at each other in uncertainty as the camera shots to another shot.


UWF moves forward as we see an image of Rey Mysterio wearing a sling

Rey Mysterio: Citizens of the UWF. First of all before I get started I wanted to apologize. Apologize to my teammates and to our opponents. One of our opponents the mad man Shibata he decided to take matters more personaly than I planned. Last week I promised the Doctor I wouldn't see him often and here I am. Sling and all. Now you may be wondering what does that mean for my status in my upcoming match tonight? Well let me tell you this.

Rey goes and he takes off his sling and he throws it to the side.

Rey Mysterio: I will be out there. I will be present for our match even though I am only 70 percent. A hero doesn't make excuses. What a hero does is a finds ways to win.  And win we shall. I mean you look at my team Spike Dudley, and John Morrison. Two men who have shown that no matter what odds have been put against them they always rise up to the occasion. Two men who just like me were able to clim to the mountain top and call themselves champion. Two men who I respect, and two men who I would love to face one day especially you Johnny.

Though I shouldn't be worrying about fighting with my teammates as we should be fighting what's in front of us. Suzuki, The heahten and the mad man. Suzuki I am a familiar with you. See unlike the mad man you actually are just a dispicable villain. You're someone who doesn't care about what you do to people, and too me thart is disgusting. Too me that is something I as a hero can't stand. You really think that I am just going to sit here and let you run a muck on this place? You really think that I am going to let you be who you are for very long? No Suzuki you see soon it will be the end of the line for you. You know villians smile a lot because they think they've gotten away with something, but ultimately we know that you won't be getting away for very long.

The heathen. It hasn't been that long since we've seen each other. Though I am greatly looking forward to taking you on once again. I don't like leaving behind unfinished business. I don't like when men who think they have everything at the palm of there hands when they clearly don't. Heathen you let me slipped through the finger tips far too many times. You know that bugs you. You know you reallty just want to get rid of me, but the truth of the matter is you can't. It isn't that easy Heathen getting rid of me. So Heathen I look forward to facing you again.

As for you Mad man.... You tried to injure me. You tried to put me away. That right there mad man is your biggest mistake. Trust me Rey Mysterio doesn't forget his debts... Rey Mysterio always remembers to pay them... You have one coming for you mad man... The question is what'cha gonna do when it comes to you? Citizens I'll see you out there.

Rey walks away from the camera and the show moves on.




Following the few seconds of buildup to the intro, out walks Curtis Axel, stepping out to the stage and looking over the audience for a few seconds before beginning to warm himself up, then letting a roar out as he stretches out his arms.



Tony Chimel: ”From Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at 228 lbs, Curtis Axel!”

Axel then rolls into the ring, standing back up and getting right into his corner, waiting for the bell to sound.


YOW!



Velveteen's theme starts, and Velveteen Dream comes out from Gorilla, looks at the crowd and poses. The crowd has mixed reactions to the Dream. They are impressed by his wrestling skills and promo work, but he can treat them with disrespect sometimes when he lets his ego inflate.

Tony Chimel: Making his way from Capitol City, Washington D.C, weighed in at 227 lbs, "the Experience," the Velveteen Dream!



Velveteen then proceeds down the ramp in a very flamboyant, cocky, way. Completely sure he will beat his opponent and whoever tries to mess with him.



Velveteen Dream gets into the ring and spins around making sure everyone can experience the true experience of Velveteen Dream, showing off his beautiful and amazing body and attire. Once he finished spinning, he gets down and rolls on the ground



Making sure everyone can see him right in the middle of the ring doing what he does best, which is being better than everyone.



He then gets on his stomach, pushes himself backwards, stares at the camera, and gets up. He then takes out his mouth guard and puts it on, ready for his match.




VS


DING DING DING


Axel moves to the center of the ring, looking for a tie up but Dream looks like he really doesn't want anything to do with a man he deems lesser than. Axel goes to take him down the hard way, shooting for a double leg take down and it works, getting the Dream off his feet. Axel quickly transitions into a side headlock, throwing a few punches down onto Dream's head but he's able to squirm his way out. Dream gets back to his feet and comes at Axel but a single knee lift from the Axe Man stops him dead in his tracks. Axel yells "You want to see perfection, I'll show you perfection" before hitting him with a picture perfect back suplex. Curtis revels in his ability to keep Velveteen on his back and you can tell it's starting to annoy The Dream.


Mauro Ranallo: What's it going to take for the Velveteen Dream to gain back his focus here?

Corey Graves: I think he put it best. Forget about these fans, just go out there and do what he always did.

Tom Phillips: I don't think it's any fault of the fans rather than his own head space.

Corey Graves: Or maybe Curtis Axel is just that much better than him.


Axel is bouncing back and forth like he's trying to keep his heart rate up. Dream looks on and gives a deep sigh before getting back to his feet. Axel gives him no time to breathe however, running over and dropkicking him out of the ring! Dream tries to shake off the attack by walking it off on the outside but he doesn't see that Axel has also slipped out, running over and taking out Dream with a clothesline to the back of the head! Axel throws Dream back into the ring and follows him in. It seems like he's going for some sort of record as he sets Dream up for the Perfect Plex but Velveteen comes to life with some shots to the ribs followed by a headbutt to stagger both men.


Dream falls back into the corner while Axel leans against the ropes. He shakes off the hit and runs right back after his opponent but the former European Champion gets the boot up to knock him back. Axel is in a slight daze and Dream pulls himself up to the middle rope, only to come off with a big double axe handle to take him down. Axel tries to get back to his feet but Dream grabs him, pulling him up and slowly spinning him around to hit a hangman's neckbreaker! Dream makes the pin.



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Axel gets the shoulder up! Dream brings him right back up to his feet and places him onto his shoulders. It looks like he might try for the Dream Valley Driver but Axel has enough wherewithal to hold onto the top rope. Dream has no luck in trying to pry him free and so he places him back down and gives him a few punches to the gut to break his grasp but it only puts him in danger as Axel retaliates with a stiff back elbow to the side of the head to send Dream reeling. He shakes off the hit, running back towards Axel but Perfection Personified catches him with pendulum backbreaker! Dream arches his back in pain but Axel shoves it right back down as he makes the pin,



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Dream kicks out! The Axe man drags Dream closer to the ropes before climbing up to the middle rope. He looks down at his opponent and then leaps off with the pointed elbow drop, trying to drive right through that purple heart of his. Dream however rolls out of the way and instead the elbow hits nothing but the hard mat. He stands up and immediately grabs at it, rubbing it to get some feeling back. Dream meanwhile gets back to his feet and sees Axel not paying attention to him. He walks on over and when Axel turns around, he's kicked in the gut and planted face first with the famouser! Dream turns him over for the pin!



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Axel kicks out at 2!


Mauro Ranallo: What was once a one sided match has now had momentum swung back and forth. Who's it going to stop with?

Tom Phillips: Axel was almost toying with Dream in beginning and if you ask me, it's going to come back and bite him.

Corey Graves: Good thing nobody asked you.


Dream goes down to pick up Axel but when bringing him up, Axel thrusts forward and headbutts him right in the gut. Dream retreats while Axel gets back up on his own. Dream is keeled over holding his stomach and so Axel feels like this is easy pickings. He walks on over but Dream was just playing possum, popping back up and lifting Axel onto his shoulders before hitting the Dream Valley Driver! Velveteen heads right out onto the apron and begins to climb, fans coming out of their seats to see the elbow. As he's climbing however a guitar can be heard. Out on the stage, El Desperado has come out with his guitar in hand. Dream looks around, perhaps looking to see if Suzuki is anywhere near. He doesn't see anything and decides to continue his climb to the top rope. Axel however has recovered and meets him there. He pulls Dream's leg out from under him and Dream falls to a seated position. From there, Axel is able to hook his leg and send him down to the mat with a second rope Perfect-Plex! Axel floats on over for the cover.



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Curtis Axel!




Tom Phillips: Of course, Minoru Suzuki is back at his old habits.

Corey Graves: What are you going on about Phillips, Suzuki isn't even out here! He's got a big main event match to worry about!


Axel celebrates before heading up the ramp. Despy laughs at Dream's misfortune and just heads to the back as well while Dream looks on in anger and disappointment as the show moves on.


The scene cuts to inside the LA Dojo, run by- or kind of run by Katsuyori Shibata. That man isn't there today, and hasn't been in months. Instead, Jiro "Ikemen" Kuroshio is the only person in the building. He's been watching something on the television over and over again. He keeps rewinding the bit with a sad frown on his face...

Shibata just lets go of all consciousness, picking up anything he can get his hands on and hurling it down the hallway



Shibata: FORGET IT. FORGET IT! NOBODY STOPPED ME FROM DIVING INTO THIS AND NOBODY WANTS TO HELP ME GET OUT OF IT! NOBODY DESERVES MERCY! REY, REY! I HAVE NOT FORGOT WHAT YOU SAID! I WATCHED YOUR VIDEO! YOU MAKE ME FEEL THE EXACT WAY MARSEGLIA DOES! YOU ARE NO WORSE THAN HIM! AND NEITHER IS ANYBODY ELSE! YOU ARE DEAD REY!



Shibata storms out of frame, heading to gorilla position as he readies himself to destroy a man.

Ikemen rewinds it over and over again until he just emotionally can't anymore. He tosses the remote away in an action of sadness and anger. He was there to try and stop Shibata from diving into that anger, and he's been trying to help Shibata out of it. He can't take seeing Shibata in this attitude. He exits the dojo, planning to confront the wrestler himself.


*we see Jimmy chilling on a sofa with the TV Title around his waist and a table at his side with a cup of wine on it*

Jimmy: Well, last Revolution has been amazing with specially that ruthless Shibata being the highlight. I didn't expect that Shibata could be like that, i knew he was intense and serious, but i never saw him scream while talking like he did or be THAT ruthless...color me impressed.

*Jimmy drinks a bit of wine of the cup*

Jimmy: Now, now, now...Axel. I have to say that you and Warhorse had a good match and to top it off, you won!. Sooo, i have been thinking and i want to give you a TV Title shot. And why do i want to give you a title shot?, simple, because i want to see if that will affect how you will perform until our title match at the next PPV, Backlash. And considering how you have a match next Revolution against the Velveteen Dream, that match is a good place for this idea of mine to be tested for the first time.

*Jimmy ends his cup of wine and lifts the TV Title towards the camera*

Jimmy: See you at Backlash, Axel, this few incoming weeks before the ppv will be interesting ones.

*Jimmy grins and then as the camera gets away of him...we're actually revealed to see how all this time, we had seen Jimmy cut a promo through a TV and then the segment ends*


YER, WE'RE COMING DOWN
GET UP, GET UP, GET UP
DROP THE BOMBSHELL.



The crowd rise to their feet as they await for the appearance of the Dudley Boyz. Surely enough, 3 figures emerge from the back, all dressed up in cameo gear with glasses on their head without the lens. Devon runs to one side, doing the usual Devon stuff he does whilst Bubba stays dead center of the stage. Devon walks back to the center joining Bubba whilst Stacy just stands in the middle of them.



Tony Chimel: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by the Duchess of Dudleyville, Stacy Keibler weighing in at 289 lbs Bubba Ray Dudley!



The funky beat of Walk The Moon's "Headphones" plays and the crowd starts to boo as it means the arrival of the former World Tag Team Champions, Sami Zayn and Becky Lynch.

Tony Chimel: And his partner, Becky Lynch!

The Dynamic Duo come out from the back dancing up a storm, not a care in the world for the fans or their opponents. In these moments, its just two friends having a good time. They dance all the way down the ramp and slide into the ring. They pose on the separate turnbuckles while still bobbing their head to the music. They jump down and get ready for their match.



The honest-to-goodness thiccest drum tone ever concocted gets shot through the PA like a barrage of cannon fire, a salty blues lead line providing cover from behind. The rains a' comin', and so is one half of the STRONG DRAGONS. An enthusiastic ovation from the rabid UWF Universe serves to welcome "The Diabetic Dragon" Kyle O'Reilly to the stage. Heading down the ramp, the earnest Canuck looks like a non-diabetic kid in a candy shop with a pocketful of change to blow, such is the intensity of his vibe and eagerness to flex his violent style on some world class competition.

Chimel: From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada... weighing in at 200 pounds... "The Diabetic Dragon" Kyle O'Reilly!

Kyle slides under the bottom rope, pops up and circles the ring like a caged animal. His hyperactively-disordered eyes dart around the arena, from the ramp to the screaming fans before finally settling down on his taped up fists. The tools of destruction. O'Reilly takes a moment to mentally prepare himself for battle. He maps out his strategies. He focuses his chi. He mentally balances his blood sugar levels. With everything in check, the young warrior raises his head, ready to friggin fight.

SHOCK. THE SYSTEM.



Fans begin to boo as the opening guitar riff to Calm Like a Bomb blasts throughout the arena. This booing intensifies as Roderick Strong and Bobby Fish waltz out on stage, shadow boxing and grinning like Cheshire cats. Once they reach the middle of the stage, they stop and throw up the UE hand signal, just as they did after they beat down the New Day.

Tony Chimel: Making their way to the ring, representing Undisputed Era weighing in at 197 pounds... Bobby Fish!

The fans don't like them but they don't care. They just saunter down to the ring. Roddy slaps a drink out of someone's hand and spooky fingers at them. They both round the ring, jump onto the apron on hardcam style, and quickly step through the ropes. They quickly find their way to the middle of the ring and Roddy kneels there, pounding the mat before throwing his arms out as Fish stands behind him, throwing up the UE hand signal again. Bobby breaks from his pose to remind his partner to get up, which he does. They both wait eagerly for their match to start.

DING DING DING!

As the bell sounds, it is Kyle O'Reilly opting to start in the ring with Becky Lynch, the two locking up and neither really getting anywhere fast. Finally, Lynch slaps on a side headlock, but is quickly turned into a waistlock from Kyle. Becky reverses into one of her own and Kyle goes running to the ropes, ducking down so Becky is sent throat-first against the top rope. While the referee checks on her though, Bubba Ray is there to deliver a swift kick to Kyle's head.

Tom Phillips: "Oh come on, a cheap shot there from Bubba Ray!"

Corey Graves: "Hey hey be fair here what Kyle did wasn't exactly fair play Mr. Rulebook Man, besides Bubba Ray had every right to do that. It was how he was raised to fight in Dudleyville!"

Mauro Ranallo: "Cheap attacks from both sides so far in this rather awkwardly paired tag match."

Becky manages to shake off her damage first and takes O'Reilly into a back suplex, hooking one of his arms into a hammerlock beforehand to emphasize the pain to that shoulder. She then follows up with a series of knee drops to the elbow joint of the arm, and then continuing to wring it as she drags him over to the corner, allowing Bubba Ray to tag in. As soon as he comes in, Becky lets go of the arm and Bubba is moreso confused, believing he was going to attempt a double team. Instead he is met with a forearm from Kyle, and then a gut kick which sends him to the center of the ring. He grabs Bubba Ray with a front facelock, and attempts a DDT but is countered with hard shots to the midsection, and then is followed up by repeated jabs to the head from Bubba. After a few of these, he begins the traditional hand motions of a Flip, Flop 'n' Fly, but brings some variety with a not-so-traditional "SUCK IT!" before elbowing Kyle in the head. As the Diabetic Dragon is down, Bubba goes to cover.

.....ONE!
.....TWO!
.NO!

Mauro Ranallo: "Kyle seems to be in quite some trouble right now, he has got to tag out!"

Tom Phillips: "That is definitely an understatement, he hasn't been able to do much against this surprising chemistry between Bubba Ray and Becky Lynch!"

Corey Graves: "Chemistry? These two nearly came to blows when Becky tagged in Bubba!"

While Corey may be right, they seem on the same page now as Bubba tags out again after dragging Kyle to their corner, Bubba connecting with an elbow drop to Kyle which is combo'd by a shotgun leg drop from Becky. Kyle tries to start crawling away but is easily stopped, as Lynch grabs him by the leg and pulls him back towards center. Taking hold of the arm, she traps it in place and then takes hold of Kyle's leg, getting him trapped in a Tequila Sunrise!

Mauro Ranallo: "Smart strategy from Becky, trapping that injured arm of Kyle!"

Tom Phillips: "Yeah, even if Kyle can fight out of it he is just more vulnerable to the Dis-Arm-Her."

For a few moments, Kyle is freaking out before taking the free arm and elbowing Becky in the ribcage, forcing her to release the hold. Both stand, and Becky swings for another big shot to the head but Kyle blocks it with the bad arm. Cringing in pain, he fights through it for a roundhouse kick to the head that stuns Becky, then hitting a gut kick before barely managing to follow up with Ax and Smash! With Becky down, he wastes no time in rushing to the corner.

Tom Phillips: "Kyle is there! Come on just reach out!"

And while Kyle does indeed reach for the tag, he is met with nothing but disappointment and anguish as Bobby Fish hops off the apron, shaking his head as he stares at O'Reilly. The stare goes for a few moments, and then the shock in Kyle's face turns to a scowl as he rolls out of the ring and attempts to make chase to Bobby Fish! With the damage sustained though, he is easily outpaced and caught by Bubba Ray who begins brawling with him. While the referee is distracted by Bubba not being on the apron however, Fish seems to be gloating about his abandonment of this tag match when from the back comes a charging Larry Sweeney!

Corey Graves: "SWEENEY?! What the hell is he doing out here, he isn't a part of this match! How is he allowed out here, where is his manager's license?"

Mauro Ranallo: "I don't think he's got a license but he doesn't give a damn!"

Sweeney delivers a big clothesline to the back of Fish's head, seizing the attack of opportunity on Bobby and continuing to assault the "partner" of O'Reilly, sending him crashing into the barricade multiple times before rolling him into the ring. O'Reilly, meanwhile, breaks away from Bubba Ray with a inside crescent kick and begins walking away, the referee asking what he is doing to which a loud "SCREW THIS MATCH!" can be heard from Kyle. The referee looks more offended than shocked, but can do nothing as Kyle walks out.

In the ring, meanwhile, Becky Lynch is staring down at the currently prone Bobby Fish, laughing to herself slightly.

Mauro Ranallo: "The rubber band is on the other claw now! With shades of Wrestlemania, it seems Becky is the one taking advantage this time around!"

As Fish staggers up, he sees Becky across from him and takes a wild swing only to be caught, and then chucked overhead with a Bexploder! She moves right into the cover, wasting no time!

.....ONE!
.....TWO!
.....THREE!

DING DING DING!

Tony Chimel: "HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, THE TEAM OF BECKY LYNCH AND BUBBA RAY DUDLEY!"

While a bit confused at how it went down, Becky and Bubba take the time to celebrate the win, actually seeming happy with each other before breaking it off and going with their respective normal partners, the Dudley Boyz doing their usual celebratory taunts while Sami and Becky take to the ramp to celebrate, all the while Roderick Strong takes Fish to try and head back to the locker room. With the major win for Lynch and Dudley, possibly building momentum for both teams, Revolution heads elsewhere...


The feed carries us to a shot of the UWF director of tag team wrestling, Drake Maverick.



DRAKE MAVERICK
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I hope you all are safe and well, and so are your families. Earlier this evening, I received some disturbing footage that was supposed to air on UWF television last week of the Undisputed Era's championship celebrations in Mexico City following Wrestlemania. Suffice it to say that I was both disgusted and outraged by the contents of the video, which portrayed three men doing things very unbecoming of UWF champions. Shortly after viewing that video, I was forwarded security footage from several weeks ago that confirmed Bobby Fish's unsanctioned and brutal assault on Mark Henry that forced one half of the then-UWF World Tag Champions out of active competition. These two items, taken together, have convinced me that the Undisputed Era are not good representatives of the Ultimate Wrestling Federation, nor are they fitting champions. Which is why I say, with genuine disappointment, that I am suspending them immediately and stripping Bobby Fish and Roderick Strong of their UWF World Tag Championships.

Maverick pauses, contemplating the gravity of his words. The fans in the arena, hearing the news from the Titantron, pop at the decision. Drake continues.

This means that, in effect, the UWF World Tag Team Championships are now vacant. I could order another massive contest for Backlash, but I don't believe that is necessary. Instead, I am going to give the other three teams to make the final four of the Tag Turmoil match at Wrestlemania the opportunity to mulligan. At UWF Backlash, rather than have a Two of Three Falls match between just the Dynamic Duo and the Dudleyz, we will add Sweet 'n' Sour Mix to the contest, making it a triple threat tag team contest for the UWF World Tag Championships. And, because it wouldn't be a Drake Maverick match without something special in the mix, let's make it a Tables, Ladders and Chairs contest. I hope you enjoy the rest of the evening.

The feed changes to a Revolution graphic as the show moves on.




THIS MESSAGE HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE HIGHEST POWER.



’The Highest Power’: Salutations, UWF Universe. After everyone heard from myself last week, there have been many questions that beckon for answers. Who is this man speaking to us? Who is The Highest Power? For years, I have asked myself the same question over and over.. until I realised.. I am all seeing, all knowing, I never back down, always going. I am an opus to this business and all will eventually be revealed. I promise you that.

Once again, The Highest Power remains completely still. No movement.

’The Highest Power’: But before we go any further, let’s make something crystal clear, I am not here to just make threats and explain how high and mighty I am. I’m sending a message. A message to the duo to my two prize winning stallions in a ranch full of injured crowbaits. I’ll be with you soon. For now, keep doing what you’re doing. I trust in both of you to keep in check.. our plans will begin to fall into place upon my arrival. Who knows? That may be sooner rather than later. I’m the kind of guy that likes to strike first and ask questions later. So that brings me onto the UWF roster. I want everybody in the locker room, in catering, in the whole arena to know that this.. this isn’t a brag about how great I am or how great my boys are. This is the truth. Have your fun.. Because I’ll be arriving a lot sooner than any of you think. At the end of the day, it’s not arrogance, this is destiny.

The scene completely cuts and the cameras move elsewhere. Who is the Highest Power?!


Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Main Event of the evening! The following contest is a six-man tag team match and is set for one-fall!



Lesnar's music sends waves of disgust throughout the arena. Not to long after, Paul Heyman strolls out with his client, Brock Lesnar right behind him. Both men make their way ever so casually down to the ring.

Chimel: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by his Advocate, Paul Heyman... from Minneapolis, Minnesota... weighing in a 286 pounds... "The Beast" Brock Lesnar!

Brock hops on to the apron with a single bound before stepping into the ring. Heyman walks to the far side of the squared circle, standing near the apron.


Ranallo: Barring a slight speed bump last week, Brock Lesnar has been an otherworldly force since returning to action in the UWF.

Phillips: Lesnar has never been much of a team player, an impressive showing in this, his first main event match on Revolution, could skyrocket him to front of the contendership cue.

Graves: The Beast might have to be the glue that holds his team together if his partners can't get along...


Brock bounces from foot to foot, awaiting the arrival of the other competitors. The lights blackout and smoke starts coming out from the ramp as the signature guitar sound of El Desperado starts playing and the crowd went ballistic on him.



He walks out of the curtain playing his guitar and carrying his boss's UFC world heavyweight championship pretending to not be hearing the roaring fans booing him.



As Despy is halfway to the ring the song switches to the graceful sound of Minoru Suzuki's signature song.



The crowd turns silent as Suzuki comes blazing through the curtain, his eyes dead set on the ring

While Suzuki walks down the ramp El Desperado snatches Tony Chimel's mic out of his hand and introduces Suzuki himself... in Spanish and only then in English

El Desperado; Presentando ... de Yokohama, Japón, el actual campeón de peso pesado de UFC del mundo y el hombre más malo del planeta ... Minoruuu Suzuki!!!

Desperado throws the mic back to Tony Chimel so he could properly introduce him while he plays his guitar, walking away

Chimel: From Yokohama, Japan, standing at 5'10 feet and weighing in at 225 pounds... the current UFC heavyweight champion and the baddest man on the planet... Minoru Suuuuzukiiii!!!

He finally finishes the long ramp walk and without missing a beat, he bypasses the ring in front of him and walks to the other side, there, he gets on the apron and turns around to the crowd, clapping his hands and telling them to clap their own as a sort of insult to them.



He turns around and enters the ring between the middle and top rope while The ringside choir screams:

KAZE NI NARE!!!!

Now that he's in the ring he takes off his towel, gives it to El Desperado who's waiting on the apron, they fist bump and Desperado jumps off the apron and Suzuki starts stretching, waiting for the bell to ring.



Sounds of Shibata fill the atmosphere as do cheers for the wrestler. As the cheers clear however, we hear the boos that always remain when Shibata appears, as not everyone agrees with his idea of wrestling. The Wrestler still isn't present however, as he will only enter when his name is announced.

Chimel: Walking to the ring, coming from Kuwama, Japan. Weighing in at 210 pounds, The UWF Intercontinental Champion... THE WRESTLEEEEER, SHIBATAAAAAAAAAA KATSUUUUUUYORIIIIIIIII!!!!

Shibata calmly walks out with his head down and championship in hand. He does not look up at anybody or anything, even while fans touch his shoulder and scream his name, he is only focusing on what lay ahead of him. He quickly walks before the ring.



Shibata pauses before the ring, closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He slides his championship in the the ring, puts his hands on the apron and bows his head. Head still down. He climbs onto the apron and enters the ring. He stretches his legs and sits down with his legs crossed before the championship.



Slowly, Shibata finally lifts his head towards the entrance way, his eyes filled with fire directed right to his opponent as he waits for them to appear. His eyes contain a clear desire to cause violence and pain on his competitor no matter who they are. A chink in the armored morality of Shibata, left by his personal feud with Vinny Marseglia. That chink shines brightly as a wave of malice vibrates off Shibata before this upcoming battle...


Phillips: It it just me, or is it very tense in here right now?

Ranallo: You've got three absolute killers in the ring, two of the most notorious troublemakers in the business on the outside, not to mention that the UFC Heavyweight Champ and the UWF Intercontinental Champion have some serious bad blood.

Graves: And that's just the first team.


Shibata turns and looks Suzuki dead in the eye. Suzuki looks back. The energy in the arena starts to build, with the people thinking that the fireworks might start early. Lesnar puts a stop to all that when he steps in between the two. He doesn't acknowledge either, just provides a blockade with the sheer mass of his presence their serving as a silent reminder that they make other business to take care of first.



Fans in the arena are excited as UWF's resident superhero Rey Mysterio comes out. Mysterio comes out wearing his traditional superhero cape but he ditches it and he throws it to the side and he makes his way down to the ring.



Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen making his way to the ring. From San Diego, California UWF's resident superhero Reyyyyy Mysssteeerrriiioooo!

Mysterio rolls in the ring and he rises to the top rope and raises his hands as flashbulbs hit as he poses on the top rope. Mysterio jumps down and he takes off his shirt ready to stop whatever villain comes his way.

Ranallo: Mysterio's match with Shibata was cut short last week when Shibata lost control, forcing the Official to call for a disqualification. They'll have the catch to settle that score tonight.

Graves: If Rey's bum knee can even hold up. This guy was injury-prone back when I was wrestling him, and that was a lifetime ago. He's barely holding it together, now.

Phillips: It's never a safe bet to count out the UWF's resident Superhero, Corey. You should know that better than anyone.


The crowd are quiet, waiting for something to happen but the silence doesn't last long as fireworks shoot from the ceiling down onto the stage as a familiar theme song plays out of the PA System.

LET ME SEE YOU PUT EM UP,
REACH THE SKY, TOUCH THE STARS UP ABOVE
CAUSE IT'S ONE TIME FOR THE UNDERDOG



Spike Dudley and Stacy Keibler make their way from behind the curtain. Stacy looking specially gorgeous tonight as Spike looks rough as anything next to her.



The couple look out into the crowd as they shower them with cheers. Spike grabs Stacy's hand, as they both begin the walk down the ramp. The fans are begging for high fives and both oblige, touching the free hands with all the fans at ringside as they come to end of the ramp. Spike follows Stacy around, helping her climb the stairs. She reaches the top as Spike slides into the ring, walking over to the turnbuckle, climbing it and beating his chest whilst he looks into the crowd, meanwhile at the same time, Stacy is making her trademark entrance into the ring.



Chimel: From Dudleyville, being accompanied to the ring by the Duchess of Dudleyville, Stacy Keibler, weighing in at 145 pounds, SPIKE DUDLEY

Spike steps down from the turnbuckle and comes back to the center of the ring, meeting Stacy in the ring and giving her a kiss. He shows her the way to the ropes as she climbs out of the ring, the same way she climbed in as Spike turns and is ready for his match.


Ranallo: Yet another former UWF International Champion filling out our second team. What a star-studded line-up!

Phillips: Like Mysterio, Dudley has made a career out of stepping up as a massive underdog. Early this week, he didn't pull any punches in calling out the returning Suzuki, The Beast and his advocate, or even in once again stating a case for a shot at Shibata's title.

Graves: Talk about biting off more than you can chew.




As the hard-driving opening of Black Mountain's "Tyrants" hits the arena sound system, the fans hit their feet. The house lights abruptly cut out before multicolored spotlights begin to sweep in wide arcs across the cheering crowd, and then the intro portion of the song comes to an end as the lights coalesce on the stage and a huge pyrotechnic explosion signals the arrival of the Cosmic Crusader. As the smoke clears, Johnny steps onto the stage in full regalia, his UWF Championship worn proudly on one shoulder as his free hand rises in a closed-fist victory pose.

Chimel: From the Palace of Wisdom, and weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the Reigning and Defending UWF Champion... Johnny Morrison!

After his name has been announced, there's another resounding pop from the fans, and Morrison heads down the ramp with a confident swagger. He claps palms with every eager fan that he can, smiling widely as he does so. The UWF Champion then jogs up the ring steps, enters the ring, and heads to his corner, climbing it to hold the championship high once again before shrugging off his coat and handing it and the title to the official. Morrison then turns back to his corner to perform some pre-match stretches ahead of the battle that is yet to come.


Ranallo: He's back! The UWF Champion returns to action for the first time since his epic clash in the main event of Wrestlemania!

Graves: But has he recovered? I'm seeing a lot of injuries on that side of the ring and it's not like those guys needed anything else working against them.

Phillips: Morrison operates with a mind-over-matter mentality. We saw last week that he took time away to recuperate and center himself. Not to say he won't have his work cut out for him, but I think with all these hungry sharks circling in the ring, John is about to put on a showcase and remind the world why he's the Champ.


A staredown between teams ensues while Chimel bails. The Referee manages to get some order and strictly insists that each side pick a starting competitor. Suzuki steps forward. Shibata lingers for a moment, staring at his old rival with dead eyes before stepping through the ropes. An ambivalent Lesnar shrugs and joins his teammate on the apron. In the opposite corner, the tenacious Spike Dudley volunteers to kick things off. Mysterio and Morrison, impressed with his fighting spirit, oblige. With that, the Official calls for the bell.


VS.


DING DING


Spike stunts some foot work while slowly closing the gap, eyes looking for an opening. Suzuki considers him with the same violent hunger of Sylvester the Cat shows Tweety Bird. It's the tenacious underdog who engages first, opting to move in for a straight-up collar-and-elbow to initiate contact. Minoru gladly accepts the challenge. A brief power struggle ensues, each man vying for dominant position with a shift of the weight here and a changed grip there. They break apart when an amused Suzuki simply shoves Spike down the the ground. The fans boo, but the Man with the Worst Personality in the World just cracks his fiendish grin.


Ranallo: Oof. Welcome back Minoru Suzuki. Looks like he might have been hitting the gym while he was away.

Graves: Not to take away from the Baddest Man on the Planet's talents, but a strong breeze could take Spike Dudley off his feet.


Not even remotely discouraged, and if anything, motivated by the slight, Spike pops right back up, marches forward and decks Suzuki right across the face with a stiff right. The Referee warns him about that closed fist nonsense, but Dudley tunes the Official out as he stares up at his opponent without an inch of give in his vibe. The gauntlet is thrown down, and Spike Dudley isn't the kinda guy you can just throw around like that.

Suzuki's turns back around, touches a hand to his swelling jaw, and chuckles. Message received. In response, he offers a shot of his own - a pointed forearm right across the head of Dudley. The blow rattles the Dudleyville native to his core, but defiant to the end, Spike stays standing. Suzuki almost looks impressed, if a bit surprised, so he follows up with another. The former International Champ backs up a step and his eyes go a bit foggy, but he stays up. Big pop from the crowd. They love that fighting spirit.


Phillips: I'm not sure playing shot-for-shot with the UFC Heavyweight Champion is advisable, but while Spike's Dudley's short on inches, he has never been short on heart.

Ranallo: Well said, Tom. But perhaps the path of most resistance isn't the wise course, here.

Spike shakes the cobwebs, put up his dukes and actually beckons Suzuki forward, daring another shot. Minoru sends one in, but this time, Dudley waxes off, deflecting the blow before firing back with a combination of his own. The flurry of punches land flush and a suddenly overwehlemed Suzuki then finds himself on the end of a Thesz Press - something of an impromptu one as Spike clumsily takes him down with his barrage and lands in full mount.
Again, the Referee yells at Spike about those closed fists. His words get through this time. Spike switches it up and starts landing elbows instead. Forearms rain down and as he turtles in defense, Suzuki's shoulders end up on the canvas. Already close to position, the Official starts a count...




1...




2...




Suzuki powers out with authority at two, shoving Spike clean off. Both men spring to their feet, with Dudley running off to hit the ropes. On the way back through town, he ducks a clothesline attempt from the Japanese superstar. Dudley bounces off the far ropes and charges in at Suzuki, anticipating another lariat. Minoru catches him off guard with a Big Boot instead, leaving a footprint imbeded in his face at Dudley falls down to the canvas. Suzuki quickly shoots the half to capitalize.




1...




2...




Spike gets a shoulder up at two!


Graves: A helluva Big Boot from Suzuki there!

Ranallo: Spike kicked out in time but I'd be surprised if he knew what city he was in right now.


Suzuki yanks his opponent up off the canvas, slaps on a headlock and drags Spike over to his corner. He seems to be going to tag in Lesnar when Shibata reaches over the ropes and steals it, introducing himself to the match. Minoru turns and looks at him with disgust, shoving Spike at him as Katsuyori steps through the ropes.


Phillips: A little trouble in paradise on one side of the ring.

Graves: They're still winning the match right now. Also, Suzuki even tagging out when he's still in control goes to show that he's willing to be a team player if it means getting the victory.

Ranallo: Whatever else you want to say about him, as leader of the Suzuki-Gun stable, Minoru certainly has the most experience in multi-person tag team action and surely understands the value of isolating an opponent and frequent tag outs to keep things fresh in the ring. He's a genius in this sport - an evil genius perhaps, but a genius nevertheless.


Shibata takes Spike by the trunks and shirt and viciously lawn darts him into a neutral corner. The smaller man goes airborn before colliding hard with the motionless steel post. He collapses in a heap at the base of it, earning Shibata a chorus of boss from the crowd. He ignores the unusually spiteful reaction from the fans, backs up, and then makes a long run before connecting with a Delayed Dropkick. His boots leave a fresh set of footprints in Spike's jawbone. Rather than go for a cover, though, Shibaata gets up, braces his hands on the ropes and uses that leverage to help him stomp a hole through his downed foe.

The Referee starts a five count for The Wrestler to stop and it's not until a deep four that Shibata backs off, leaving an absolutely battered Spike Dudley in his wake. Heyman is shouting at him to focus - to not lose control. Meanwhile, Stacey looks on with serious concern as her man shows all the signs in his expression of having suffered a concussion.


Graves: I don't know what's going on in this guy's head, but I think I actually like this new ruthless streak we're seeing from Shibata.

Ranallo: It's actually quite concerning, Corey.


The Wrestler takes a few second to pace around the ring, leaving Spike in the corner while he wanders the canvas. Is he regretting his actions? Still lost in the war with the Horror King? Unclear. His stoic expression betrays no further insight to his curious mannerisms, but all questions are pushed aside when he gets back to work.

Shibata yanks Spike out from the corner by the foot, picks him up into a fireman's carry position and looks for the Go 2 Sleep. He elevates Dudley and aims to crack him in the face with his knee, but Spike pushes off and shoves Shibata stumbling forward while he rolls back.

By the time Katsuyori turns around again, Dudley has scrambled back to his corner and made a tag! Rey Mysterio lifts himself onto the top rope and bounces off straight at Shibata! The luchador soars and the crowd screams in delight. Rey lands on the guy's shoulders and tilt-whirl's before bringing him down with some headscissors.


Phillips: Mysterio has been chomping at the bit to get another crack at Shibata!

Graces: After what happened last week, I can't say that I blame him.


Shibata rolls away awkwardly wile Mysterio sticks the landing. The maked man chases him down, lands a few stiff kicks to his calfs to keep him off balanace, and the sends him into the ropes with a stunning dropkick.

Katsuyori rebounds right back, and Mysterio catches him with another Hurricanrana. His speed is almost impossible to prepare for. Again, The Wrestler is sent careening down into the canvas, and even as he hastily gets back up, Rey manages to catch him there with a Snap DDT! Mysterio hooks a leg and the seventh man makes the count...




1...




2...




Shibata gets his shoulder up at two! Mysterio sits up, catches his breath, and just gets right back to work, the crowd cheering as he goes.


Ranallo: The UWF Universe is firmly behind Mysterio here.

Phillips: Ususally we have quite a few of the Revolution faithful backing Shibata but not so much tonight.

Graves: Fickle!


Mysterio stands and pulls Shibata up with him, only to take a stiff punch right to the stomach for his troubles. The Wrestler follows up with a sudden flurry of strikes, all to Rey's gut. This knockes the wind right out of him, and getscapped up with a roundhouse kick to the head.

Rey almost gets knocked off his his feet, but Shibata catches him, wheels him around and then nails a huuuuuuuge arching German Suplex. Mysterio's neck is driven into the canvas with seismic force that rattles the posts. Shibata instinctively bridges, and the Referee moves in to count it, only for Shibata to then change his mind and roll through, as though he'd rather doll out some more damage instead.

He maintains his waistlock, though, and yanks Rey up again with a Deadlift German Suplex to once again bring him crashing down like a lightning bolt. Mysterio's teammates grimace while Heyman applauds theatrically on the outside.


Ranallo: Paul Heyman likes what he sees. Maybe Katsuyori Shibata will be a "Paul Heyman Guy" someday soon.

Graves: I'm sure he's happy that his Client's team is in the driver's seat, but if you think for one second that he doesn't want Brock to challenge for that Intercontinental Championship, you're fooling yourself.


Lesnar, for his part, is as ambivalent as a stormcloud on the horizon. An impending calamity, devoid of emotion while it simply waits to be where it's going. Shibata, meanwhile, rolls through with Rey still in his clutches. He hoists up his opponent to hit another German, only for Rey to jump through and flip out and over this time!

Before Shibata realizes what's even going on, Mysterio dropkicks him in the spine, sending him down into prime position as he gets caught up on the second rope. The fans start chanting "619" at the top of their lungs and Rey isn't about to let them down. He powers through the seering pain in his neck and all the other injuries plauging him to go for his signature maneuver.

Just as he's coming in for the kill, Katsuyori rolls away and retreats to his own corner nearby. Lesnar reaches over the ropes and slaps him on the shoulder, tagging himself in. A nervous hush overtakes the building as the Beast Incarnate officially enters a Revolution main event for the first time.


Phillips: Uh-oh.

Ranallo: Here comes the Pain!


Lesnar steps through the ropes while Heyman looks on like a proud father. Mysterio sizes him up. Lesnar sizes him up back. Rey rushes in but gets blasted with a clothesline. The massive grappler then tosses him into the corner like yesterday's laundry and follows up with a running knee strike that likely cracks a couple ribs. Brutal.

Keeping Mysterio pinned up against the turnbuckle, Lesnar graps the middle ropes on either side of the post and uses them for leverage as he battering-rams his shoulder into Rey's busted up guts over and over again. The Official tries to get him to back off, to no avail. Finally, a stern five count convinces the Beast to back off. All Rey can do is stumble forward like Ric Flair, and in doing so, finds himself scooped right up by Brock. Heyman sends in the order - "F-5".


Graves: You hear that? It's all over but the crying.

Ranallo: If he hits that F-5, you're right Corey.


With Rey situated on his shoulders, Lesnar turns to face the hardcam. He cracks an arrogant smirk before whipping Mysterio up and around. The luchador avoids certain demise by hooking and arm around Brock's head on the way around though, and looks to counter with a Tornado DDT!

He just about drives Lesnar down, but the Beast plants his feet and stays standing, catching Mysterio before he can drive them both into the canvas. Brock then reaches around and grabs Rey around the neck to transition into a Vertical Suplex! Lesnar leaves him hanging up there for a few seconds before finally bringing him down to the mat. From there, he makes a cover...




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No! Mysterio kicks out at two! Brock is surprised, even annoyed. Heyman tells him him to just finish it but Lesnar ignores him. Insteadof going for another F-5, he picks up Rey and tosses him into his home corner, points at Morrison and tells him to tag in.


Ranallo: What? Brock is letting Mysterio tag out?

Graves: He's in the main event. The spotlight's shining on him. He wants to make the most of it. He wants to mix things up with the UWF World Champ.


Johnny Morrison accepts the challenge. He tags Rey while Spike helps him through the ropes. The Cosmic Crusader vaults himself over the ropes and walks right up to Lesnar, bumping chest and staring him dead in the eye. The fans pop big for the tip-to-tip showdown between the reigning champ and the Next Big Thing.

Like Han Solo, Lesnar shoots first, blasting Morrison with a huge right before turning him around for a German Suplex! He grips the waist, but Johnny counters with something like a Stunner, sitting down and taking Lesnar's chin into his shoulder to break things up. Johnny then kip-ups and flips right back over to connect with a Pele Kick!

The surprise boot staggers Lesnar. Using ancient techniques like break dance fighting, Morrison wheels around on the ground and sweeps the leg, dropping Brock to the canvas. Johnny then stands, and without breaking a sweat, busts out a standing Shooting Star Press! Insult to injury, considering the recipient.


Phillips: What a combination from the Champ!

Ranallo: There aren't many men in the game today who can match Lesnar's brawn, but Johnny Morrison's speed, agility, and impressive moveset have proved to be gold-plated tools in his ascension to the top of the UWF mountain.


Morrison stays on top of Lesnar to make the cover. The Referee checks the shoulders and then starts the count...




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Lesnar shoves him off at two! A scramble ensues, both men racing to their feet. An irate Beast is the first to arms, though, seizing the Champion around the waist once they're up and annihilating him with a picture-perfect Belly-to-Belly Suplex!

Johnny careens over his foe and splats on the mat and is left laying flat. The big man makes a hasty cover...


Ranallo: Huge suplex from Lesnar! He's looking to pin the UWF Champion!




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Phillips: That would be a huge statement!




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Graves: He's done it!


Except he hasn't! Johnny Revouliton gets a shoulder up before the third count can fall. Lesnar sits up and scowls at the Referre, who cowers back with fear. With Heyman guiding him, Brock pulls Morrison to his feet and drags him back towards his corner. He tags in Suzuki, who is fresh as all heck having been out of the match for some time. Shibata looks irked to have been passed up for his old rival.

Minoru steps through the ropes while Lesnar holds Morrison in place, setting him up for a free shot. Johnny fights back, though, boot Suzuki in the stomach to cut him off before sliding out of the Beast's grip. Brock just grabs him by the arm as he attempts to escape, and then whips him across the ring.

Johnny catches himself on the far ropes, bracing himself against the cables rather than bouncing back. The stubborn super-heavyweight Lesnar opts to stay in the ring rather than leave, despite the tag. He pursues Morrison across the ring, but Johnny ducks just as Brock gets there, pulling the top rope down with him. Unable to stop himself, The Beast spills down to the floor below. The Cosmic Crusader then hustles to his corner, tags in Spike Dudley, and then launches himself over the rope on to the apron, before spinning, bouncing off the second, and coming down on Lesnar with an Asai Moonsault!

All the fans explode for the stunning maneuver, even as it incapacitates the man who executed it as well as the fella he landed on. Spike pays the spill no mind as he gets back in the ring to meet Suzuki, who has just recovered.


Graves: For a guy that spends all his spare time in the so-called Palace of Wisdom, that sure was a stupid move from Morrison.

Phillips: He needed a big move to take out a big man.


The same two men who started the match are back at it again, trading blows in the center of the ring. Suzuki catches an errant jab and twists Spike's arm around his back into a severe hammerlock. Dudley grimaces as the pain seers through his nerves, struggling a bit before rotating to get free. Still holding that arm, Suzuki uses it to whip Spike across the canvas.

On the way back, the perennial Underdog switches things up and goes airborne, jumping headfirst at Suzuki's midsection, almost like he's going for a spear. He connects with his head though, delivering a stiff Battering Ram that takes Minoru right off his feet. From there, he makes a cover...




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Suzuki kicks out a two. Spike isn't even a little discouraged, he just gets right back to it, pulliing Minoru up with him before slamming a knee up into his face. The shinbone hurts, for sure, but also knocks some sense back into Suzuki. The UFC Champ looks up, a sadistic grin all over his face. He clobbers Dudley with a wild elbow that sets him up perfectly for a lifting DDT! Spike eats a mouthful of ring mat. The Ref moves to count when Suzuki covers...




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But Spike gets a shoulder up before its too late. Suzuki stands, sneers at the Ref, and pulls Spike to a vertical base. Again, he whips him across the ring, but this time to the home corner. No doubt intending to isolate the Dudleyville native there, Spike makes the most of a bad situation and flips the script, diving as he goes to take Shibata off the apron with a flying elbow as he heads into the corner.


Graves: What a cheap shot!

Ranallo: He never claimed to be a saint.


Suzuki chases after Spike but Dudley cuts him off with a kick before bashing his face into the top buckle. With Minoru totally dazed, Spike ducks behind him for the roll-up!




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Suzuki powers out! While he tries to get back standing, Spike levels with a short range lariat and then bounds back to his corner to tag in a rejuvinated Rey Mysterio! The fans pop when the luchador comes the ropes and levels Suzuki with a tilt-a-whirl take down. It sends Minoru tumbling into the ropes, setting him up for the 619!

Spike cheers Rey on from the apron, but that all gets cut off when Shibata comes around the ring to that side and yanks him to the floor. Dudley is caught off guard as Katsuyori lands the first few shots but it doesn't take long for an intense brawl to break out between the two all around ringside. The Referee as shouting at them to cut it out, while the fans are stunned to see Shibata go so far outside the rules.


Ranallo: All hell is breaking lose in there!

Graves: The Official has lost all control of this match.


Rey is distracted by Shibata's assault on Spike and abandons the 619 to go to his aid. Grabbing the ropes, it looks like he's about to fling himself over the top to take out the Wrestler, but that just leaves him open for Suzuki to get him from behind!

Minoru locks on a deep Sleeper Hold, yanking Rey back and down into the middle of the ring. He wraps his legs around Mysterio's midsection like a boa constrictor as he chokes the life out of him. Rey doesn't tap, but he doesn't have the chance. Within seconds of the expertly applied hold being slapped on, his eyes roll back and the Referee has no choice but to call the match.


DING DING

YOUR WINNERS...
MINORU SUZUKI, KATSUYORI SHIBATA, AND BROCK LESNAR!

The match ends but the fighting hasn't stopped. While Heyman is helping Lesnar to his feet and up the ramp, Spike and Shibata are still scrapping it out. Stacey tries to intervene and get them to stop, only for Shibata to unintentionally knock Spike into her. She falls to to floor, and Dudley turns, horrified at what he's down. Katsuyori doesn't let up despite this, and he blasts Spike in the back of the skull with a Spinning Backfist before rolling his limp body under the ropes back into the ring. Suzuki, meanwhile, has discarded Rey like trash, shoved the Referee away when he tried to raise his hand, and started for the back with Desperado in tow.


Ranallo: An impressive submission vicotry in his return match for Minoru Suzuki, and after what he did to Velveteen Dream last week, you can't help but wonder if he'll be contedning for a title next!

Phillips: But look at what's happening now! Shibata is riping Spike Dudley apart! We need Security! And EMT's! Somebody check on Stacey!


Spike half-consciously crawls across the ring towards one of the corner. The Wrestler stalks him there and then just starts stomping on him as the crowd boos. The Referee attempts to hold him back but gets swatted off like an annoying fly. Dudley is totally helpless to stop to the onslaught...

Until John Morrison runs in! The Cosmic Crusader slides under the bottom rope, dashes over and pulls Katsuyori away. Johnny doesn't have to ask what's gotten into him - he can see by the look in his eyes that this is a different man than the one he has come to know over the past several months.

Before Morrison can make another move, Shibata blasts him in the face with a Headbutt outta nowhere! The stunning blow knocks Morrison down to the ground. The Intercontinental Champion towers over the UWF Champion, a small trickle of blood coming down his forehead from where it connected with the bridge of Morrison's nose. He just looks down at him for some time - long enough for Spike to roll out of the ring, grab a chair and come back in.

Dudley smacks Shibata across the back with a steel chair, knocking him down and out through the ropes. He lands in a heap on the floor and turns to survey the ring - an enraged Spike Dudley, a battered John Morrison. For the first time all night, some clarity appears in his eyes, like he has finally realized what he's done, like he's finally back in control.

He says something to Spike - an attempt at an apology? The Wrestler then climbs on to the apron, perhaps coming back to help Morrison up, but is warded off by a swing of the chair. Spike isn't going to let him get back in there, so Shibata, head burried in his hands, just turns and leaves.


Ranallo: I... I don't understand what's going on with Katsuyori Shibata. It seemed like he knew he went too far, but...

Phillips: What happened to him in that Barbed Wire Massacre match?

Graves: The writing has been on the wall for months. He tried to dress himself up with that "code of honour" crap but at the end of the day, Shibata is a man of violence, plain and simple. And he can't hide it anymore.


Shibata heads up the ramp and Spike finally drops the chair. Stacey recovers and comes into the ring, and after ensuring she's okay, Spike and her help Morrison and Mysterio back up. None of them understand the reasons for the attack, and the fans are stunned and horrified as well as Revolution comes to a close.


END OF SHOW

Confirmed for Backlash

World Tag Team Championship TLC Match

Sweet N' Sour vs Dynamic Duo vs Dudleyz



Credits

Ultramantis vs Roman - Bodor
WALTER vs Strowman - Roach
Lynch/Bubba vs Fish & O'Reilly, WARHORSE vs James - Leedles
6 man tag - Fauche
Dream vs Axel, Yano & Ishii vs Monster High - Danny

[mrleedles]

So uh, just gonna say this:

I had no idea Faf was meaning my Axel by the talk in Spoiler-Discussion on the discord, so if I do end up getting a TV Title shot.....I am more than hyped for it tbqh

[Roach]

Big props to Danny and the staff and the other writers the last two weeks. The shows have been dropping really quickly. Just wanted to give a much needed compliment for that before I dive in

Sanshiro Takagi is going to erase my yakuza save

Good shit to start off here. Wasabi always played the Ultramantis vibe off so well and I think hes got the takagi voice down really well too already. This defo made me laugh a couple times and I'm really excited for the invasion Takagi's teasing here

WARHORSE ASS RULIN' PODCAST EPISODE TWO FT. LIO RUSH and rex.

This was great. It's good to see Lio get some character development as he honestly felt really off to the side before, but this changes that! It leaves me interested as to where Lio's future lies and that's always a good thing. WARHORSE is a naturally funny character and george does the voice really well. Definitely laughed a couple times here too. You would think a collab between these two characters might not mix very well but the podcast setting helped that out quite a bit and everything flowed perfectly. Loved it.

Ultramantis Black w/Yakuza Save Eraser vs Roman Reigns

At times this flowed kinda oddly but the charming bodor writing style combined with his always good ability to write matches involving large sweaty men made this an enjoyable read. I really liked the Roman suicide dive moment and this should put wasabi back on track with his new duo.. and possibly trio... or army? idk, excited to see exactly what the invasion is

Yano and Ishii take Hollywood

Cannot stress how much I love this duo. Benito does it so well and makes both of em incredibly endearing despite their wildly different attitudes. In a weird way they mix extremely well but I think that's mostly due to Benito. I really hope they actually end up making a movie and we get some on-set promos.

Big Stoke is taking over the world

Nice short promo from yolo here that gives us an idea of big stoke's agenda. I like the analogy between the wrestling business and monopolizing. I do find it a little odd though that big stoke is building something he thinks is a lie. Just a minor nitpick tho, this is good and I really like the Stoke character so far.

HORSE vs Bull

I really liked the physical vibe to this match. I feel like it made both dudes come off strong. It's good to see George get a win with WARHORSE but sucks that big stoke starts off with an L. Like I said though, Bull still came off strong so YOLO should be aight with him, unless he's taking a unique role with Stoke. I have a theory that there's more to big stoke but I'll wait and see...

Simon System sponsored by an actual monster

Nice little promo here from Dres. Simon Dean and Braun Strowman is definitely a really odd pairing but Dres is making it work pretty well so far.

Monster High celebrates the biggest holiday of the year

Charming stuff from HeelBoi. He's really found his edge with this tag team and I think it's my favorite act he's done since I joined. Hoping for a Shibata/Ikemen vs Monster High match one day. The Riddle attitude is done so well here. As for what's outside I don't have much of a clue but I'm definitely intrigued. As for Matanza it seems like he's looking for the lockbox maybe? I feel like he's trying to say he wants to become Cobb again. Definitely got me hooked.

Monster High vs Yano and Ishii

Before I read this match I just wanna say that I absolutely adored the thread Benito and Heelboi had. I loved the dynamic with Riddle and Yano dissing each other and providing the comedy while Ishii and Matanza just stood there about ready to kill each other. Just loved both of the work put in there and I'll probably cry for whoever loses here. Now for the match, I really liked how it teased the Matanza vs Ishii confrontation and it was p good when it happened. Overall a good tag match but I wish it was a bit longer. Very sad that Yano and Ishii lost but very happy for Monster High. The finish protects the team with Ishii being a badass the whole match and Yano getting his ass kicked. Yano is a guy that can lose to anyone and beat anyone so the team should be aight. I expect both team to contend for the tag titles in the future but it be looking like that might come sooner for Monster High.

WALTER is our savior

Really really really liked this promo. Clearly establishes WALTER's agenda in a threatening way. It's like what Shibata was tryna do but taken to the absolute extreme and I'm really excited to see that in the UWF. Good work from itfactor here, might be my fav promo so far.

Axel makes an oopsie

Great stuff here from Leedles. I specifically really loved "I'm not a janetty, I'm an Axel" line. Something about that is really spicy. A lot of interview promos like this will lay out their plan to rise to the top but ignore the fact that they just revealed their entire plan to everybody. I like how this avoids that and gives us a really funny moment to end. Another great promo.

Sweet n Sour... literally

Really liked the differing energy from Kyle and Sweeney here. Love seeing the Sweeney attitude in the first three paragraphs back but also a good touch to have Kyle's attitude combat that. I guess that's why they're called Sweet n Sour huh? Anyways, good stuff! Kyle vs Undisputed Era has been one of the best feuds of the past few months in the UWF and the promos continue to be heat.

HOSS BATTLE but also kinda not a hoss battle in a way

This was my match, and I think I did p good. Feel like I could've made both guys come off stronger but I think I told a good story with the battle of brain vs brawn. Hope y'all liked it. Both guys had a fantastic 4-4 thread and I did my best to return the favor. I did fuck up the font somehow tho so that's nice

Love me some sweet sweet collaborations 

This was p good. The tag division has been absolute fire lately and the consistent barrage of promos and collaborations like these are why. I do wish there was a little bit more intensity here though, but that's like my only nitpick. Albo and Danny have created some nice depth to the feud here.

He's just running on them stem cells now

Great stuff here from Chase that sells the vulnerability from Rey while also appearing tough. I feel like this wouldve been great for tting thread though. He lined all the opponents up and verbally knocked em down. Good fiery stuff, just wish it woulda been on the thread instead.

Battle of egomaniacs

This was good and I really liked how it tied into the tting thread. Axel continues to climb the ranks and that's good cos we're prolly gon have another major player and Dream is protected with the interference. Very excited to see where this Suzuki vs Dream feud goes.

Book it Danny

Simple but good stuff here with Jimmy from faf. Always love it when people callout somebody on their own. And I know faf said he was a bit worried to call Axel out but don't be bro. You've been a reliable hand in the fed for a long ass time. If you lose the title then I am absolutely sure you'll still hold a good spot in the fed.

What the hell happened here

This was certainly a wild and confusing match, but that seems to be by design. This chaos sets up nicely for what I'm assuming will be Sweet N Sour vs Undisputed Era in the coming weeks

The cops are here

Well okay, never mind then. Huge announcement from Drake. I really wish we could have gotten to see Undisputed Era get their physical comeuppance but I'm sure there are good reasons behind the curtain for that. Hope half is doing good and well and makes his way back with Undisputed Era soon seeing as he was tearing it up with the act. Stoked about the triple threat announcement.

WHO ARE YOU FUCKER

AND WHO ARE YOUR TWO BOYS. I AM INTRIGUED

Super Main Event

There were a lot of big boys in this match and I liked the encounters that ensued. Particularly Spike vs Suzuki and Lesnar vs Morrison. Those two encounters really stood out as spicy but everything else in the match was good too, I do wish there were a couple more matchups though. Definitely wanted to see Shibata vs Morrison but that pretty much ended up happening anyway when Shibby fucking wrecked him after the match. What ensued afterwards was what really stood out from the whole main event shebang. Shibata continues to be brilliantly written by match writers and I am forever thankful for that. The aftermath sets up a whole bunch of shit and I am very excited for what lay in store in the future. Good show overall with the promos really killing it in particular.

[bodor]

Look at Roach over here stealing my format which I stole from Dres, you tryna work yourself into a shoot brother? more comments is known to be = more good tho so I'll allow it

Life is unfair: You damn right it is, a man can't infiltrate a wrestling promotion and call it an invasion anymore what's up with the world? good Ultramantis promo, gonna end this by saying Yakuza 0 is not a good game and Takagi can erase my save on it any time he wants.

Watch your back Enzo: The wrestlers to rappers scene is becoming is stacked, nice promo by George and Max here, really like the podcast and all, gonna mention the fact that rex's name and speech is in lower case in contrast to WARHORSE and that rules ass

Black vs Reigns: I wrote this one, agree with Roach that some parts don't flow as well as I'd hoped but I wrote this exclusively after 2 am and I'm just happy words are spelled correctly, waiting to see what happens with Ultra next.

Oh god he can't hear us he has air pods in!: The only way Ishii trains in real life is by picking up boulders and smashing them against his head, probably, but I accept this take on the stone pitbull's gainz, like what Benito's doing with Ishii and Yano, they can do some real good stuff.

STOKED: To see Yolo doing his thing with Stoke, really like both he and Bull so am rooting for them fuck George.

Bull vs WARHORSE: James isn't fat he's big-boned, that's all, good win for WARHORSE here, Yolo can def take the loss and win next time, headbanging best spot.

Watch Braun fail a drug test and it turns out it's from a contaminated substance, he then proceeds to sue Simon and earn 11 million dollars: Based on a true story, you don't need me to tell you how great Dres is, we're all fucked, was nice meeting ya'll.

100% it was RVD: You know it, I know it, he knows it, really super duper a lot like Monster High and what Heelboi's doing with them.

Monster High vs Ishii and Yano: So that's how parents feel when they're forced to choose which child they like more, MH won, good, Yano and Ishii lost, Bad, Hotel, Trivago, I have mixed feelings and I will move on!

Someone go check on Poland, the nazis are back: They're here to chew sauerkraut and kick high fliers' ass, and they're all out of sauerkraut, WALTER is lit, hyped to see itfactor, all is good in the world.

It's a nice plan you got there Axel, it'd be a shame if someone... SAXTONATION all over it: It was Byron's shit finisher in NXT, yeah that's bad I'm sorry, GOOD PROMO BY AXE MAN, the promo isn't long so me likey lots, Leedles finna compete for that TV or IC title in no time I can see it.

They're trying their best and that's what counts: Sweet n Sour, I like em , you like em, they like em, they real good, Kyle is known for hatred towards ISIS so ya know he's serious about this thang.

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSES: HYPED, REALLY GOOD MATCH BY ROACH YOU SHOULD WRITE MORE EVERYONE SHOULD WRITE MORE I LOVE HOSSES NEXT!

This is where I'd put my promo: IF DANNY DIDN'T POST THE SHOW BEFORE I COULD FINISH IT!

Long promos, my arch-nemesis: It's not that long tho so we Gucci, Danny and Albo are fire, I don't have anything more to say, I'll end this with a message to Danny



Quick, light the Mysterio signal!: It's a knee brace if ya'll are wondering, Chase is real good although he can be inconsistent but if he stays active enough I can see him having a chance with Roach which isn't easy at all.

Axel vs Dream: Nice win for Leedles, I'm telling ya'll he'll be competing for a title soon, Dream'll be choking on his own blood soon, that's all

Is that the first promo with no words? maybe, the elders will have to decide on this one, waiting to see where this is going.

First WARHORSE's beer now this, ya'll are alcoholics: I love when champions choose challengers, although I'm not sure about the pick as axeman just debuted but he's Leedles and I did say he'll be competing for a title in no time so go for it.

Dudley and Becky vs KOR and Fish: Nice work by Leedles pulling double duty here, more people should write, everyone should write, seize the means of productions, got a bit confused at the end how da fooq pinning Fish won them the match but fine I'll take it.

Oh my: what a bombshell, is Half taking a LOA? maybe, maybe not, I don't know, neither do you, I'm rambling, cool match for Backlash looking forward to it, NEXT!

Heelboi stop being cheeky: Ya heard it here first I'm betting that's our boi heel, the only clue I got is the use of stallions but I'll take it.

MAIN EVENT: liked everything about the match, especially the result my compliments to the booker, also to Fauche cause the action itself is top-notch, brawls are good, the best, Shibata's development is cool at, show is over go home.

[Dres]

Short and sweet promo to kick things off. I like the idea of an invasion/acquisition/whatever Takagi wants to call it and I was amused by the stunt Ultramantis Black standing in for the real thing, it was funny.

WARHORSE is an interesting gimmick but Semi makes it worth the read because while all caps can be a bit visually jarring in an, “I’m not going to read all that” way, don’t be fooled, there’s substance there. Plus I applaud the taking on of an unexpected character and, not only that, making it work. In addition, I like the use of the podcast, I haven’t seen the format presented in a way that I haven’t enjoyed it yet. So yeah, good stuff here.

Good to see Ultramantis Black rack up another win here. It’s cool when someone misses out on winning or loses a championship but stays dominant and remains a focal point of the weekly presentation, I like it.

I liked the Ishii and Yano promo, and the bit about the movie and working for Uwe Boll made me laugh. I’m curious to see where this goes next.

Enjoyed the brief Stokely Hathaway promo. The line about building strip malls and dominating wrestling being the same thing got me laughing for some reason.

Good match between Stokely’s client Bull James and WARHORSE. I’m waiting to see how Stokely reacts to the loss because that’s crucial in setting the groundwork for the tandem going forward, I feel.

As soon as I realized it was 4/20 the other day I knew Riddle was going to mention it and HeelBoi did not disappoint, haha. I enjoyed this segment, Monster High is a great duo.

Good tag match and I’m glad to see Monster High picking up another win and keeping their momentum going.

Really liked the WALTER promo. itfactor coming back is a good thing and he’s really got a good direction carved out for his portrayal of WALTER.

Good stuff from Axel in this promo. A lot of potential here with this pick-up and with the material presented thus far, I feel like Leedles is heading in the right direction with him. “I’m an Axel” was a good line btw, to second Roach’s opinion.

It’s really swell to have Sweeney back in the mix and him and Kyle playing more on equal footing than their previous dynamic of leader and lackey is nice. An angry Sweeney is nothing to play around with though, somebody calm that guy down quick.

It was really cool going 4-4 with itfactor, I had fun and it was beneficial to growing into my new duo of Simon Dean and Strowman. Good match by Roach and I’m not upset by the loss because I have something to work with and as I said about YOLO’s group earlier, how Simon and Strowman handle the loss is important so I’ll have to think hard on that.

I really like the promo with the Dynamic Duo and The Dudleyz, it sets the stage nicely for the match later on and the two teams play off of each other nicely.

I like the continuity with this Mysterio promo, it’s going to be entertaining to follow his road to recovery.

Big win for Axel. It was a shorter than planned thread but a win over Dream is still an important win and as I touched on earlier, I see positive things in the Axeman’s future.

I like the brief promo of Ikemen reviewing the Shibata footage on its own merit but I also like the usage of Ikemen in general because it serves as a reminder that he’s around and keeps him from becoming an afterthought in Shibata’s ongoing spiral downward.

Interesting of Havoc to issue a title shot. Not sure if he was told to do it or it’s a case of faf trying to make his own match but either way, it’s interesting.

Good tag match that had a fitting end continuity wise with Kyle walking out on things.

Triple Team TLC match for the UWF Tag Team Championships sounds like a tasty contest, I’m really looking forward to seeing that one unfold.

I have a feeling I know who’s behind the Highest Power but it’s one of those things that you don’t know for sure until the reveal.

Great main event with some good post-match stuff. Wrapped up the show nicely.

[albo2]

What happened to the intro this week? No jokes or what, just straight out seriousness and straight to the point from the commentators. Can't complain, it did remind me of the card though lol.

The reveal of Takagi intrigues me and this promo just intrigued me more. I imagine that Takagi has more then just Ultramantis Black for this invasion. Can't imagine who it is and who would go with the pair you have already but it will be interesting. I enjoyed the stunt double coming in as Black wasn't having a bar of it. Nice little throwback to Malcolm in the Middle as well, what a show.

Anyone else want to see Bad Ass Billy Gunn on Warhorses next podcast? I mean it's in the nick name, he has a bad ass. I think this promo worked pretty damn well with the 2... well 3 characters if you include Rex in there. Don't really suit but Gone and George did a wonderful job of incorporating them together. Liked Lio's rap and poor Rex, he was just doing his job. Warhorse just makes me chuckle which I'm guessing George is trying to do so big plus.

A win for Ultramantis gets him in the winners circle which I thought was pretty good for a 2am match. I'm dead to the world at 2am so props to you Bodor for staying up that late and able to write this. I'm sure next week your match will flow a little better so I'll certainly be looking forward to it.

I wonder if we will be seeing some of the movie scenes in Ishii & Yano promo's going forward. Never heard of the famous director either & never watched any of those movies. Hey, I feel like Yano, can I get paid that much and join them. Nice little storyline away from the UWF business so should be fun watching them. No plug for a DVD though, where was that?

Short promo from Yolo. Short promos are great in a show full of long promos. The comparison between building and wrestling is an interesting one. Never would have thought of it myself but can see it. Hopefully next week we can see a little more of Stoke's plan to see what his about.

I enjoyed the match between Warhorse & Bull. I do like how everytime Warhorse's name was written, it was done in capitals. Even when the commentators said it, so I'm just imagining the commentators in real life yell his name and then just keep continuing on speaking normally after it. Bull slamming his own head against the steps was brilliant and Stoke's reaction was pretty funny as well. I like when managers get involved in the match as well so props for that. Congrats to George on his win.

I've actually thought about playing Simon Dean in the past so I'm real happy to see Dres pick him up and take him for a run. Dres is the king of short promos and this got me excited for the match & The Simon Systems future. Hype both perfectly.

4:20, someone just had to a promo about it and if it was going to be anyone, it was going to be Heelboi. I think WWE should employ you for future what is it or who done it storylines Heelboi as I loved the throwback to the photo of the two Chosen Bro's before Monster High came about and I need to know who was outside. Who was it dammit!!!

Argh there is the DVD plug in the entrance, I see, i see. Danny has this writing stick down pact as the whole match flowed and gave two dark horses of the Tag division time to shine. I liked the dynamic of the two big boys and the two athletic boys as well in this match. Heelboi is building some serious momentum with his team. Thank god I got him when he debuted and not now.

If Walter is played by the same Itfactor that played Robert Roode before, UWF is in some serious trouble as that guy can gooooooo. From what I've seen so far, it seems to be the same guy and it's actually refreshing to see a serious guy in UWF as 90% of the roster at the moment are jokers so it makes a change. Showed what he is about and warned us. Trust me, take his warning.

I do like Axel not wanting to go straight to the top. So many guys do that and crash and burn, their flame gets fluffed before a roll is built so great to see Leedles not going straight there even though we all know he could. Axel is a great character and can just imagine the look on his face when Byron corrected him. Got a chuckle out of me and it seems he will start with the man who he went after the most in the interview.

Seriousness, comedy, perfect dynamic between partners, perfect build for the match tonight. Everything blended perfectly into 1 for a promo. Fauche, never fail to amaze me.

My favorite part of this match was actually the opening paragraph. It didn't need a build but Roach did it perfectly, get both characters down pact. Perfect build for the match between two powerhouses & once again, even if it was Dean yelling at Braun, it's gets Manager points from me. Cagey event to begin with turning into a real slobberknocker. Count-Out victory is a win for Itfactor but it gives Dres so much stuff to go with. Braun doesn't lose much either losing this way. Already have the promo Dres is going to write in my head, let's see how close I get haha.

My & Danny's promo. Had fun working with the boss and happy with how it came out. 

It's the promo Chase needed to do after last week and without showing up this week and he nailed it. Really painted Rey as the underdog & superhero ready to fight even though he wasn't 100%. Worked perfectly for Rey's character. Only downside is as soon as I saw it, I knew the outcome of the main event.

Bloody Despy, shouldn't you be with Kyle. Mr Leedles keeps up his winning ways and a big win over Gone can't be sneezed out. Maybe he should start at the top. Nonetheless, he is back and ready to go.

No words, just promo. No words, just flashbacks. Builds more anticipation to what is happening with Shibata. It did it's job perfectly I feel as it was something different and changed it up.

I believe Faf wanted to aim high and that is a good place to go. I'd actually like to see a feud between Leedles and Faf. Be good to see if it happens. Was a bit weird Jimmy saying that Axel had a match against Dream coming up when they had just fought. Just a little nitpick.

My match and happy to pick up the win with Danny. Knew someone was going to walk out, thought it may have been Fish to begin with but Kyle walking out was the right decision as Half didn't show. I liked the fact that Bubba and Becky didn't turn on each other after our promo earlier in the night... only thing I would change is have D-Von, Sam & Stacy stay in the back and not appear but can't blame anyone for that and it didn't make that much of a difference so this isn't a complaint. Looking forward to mixing it up with Fauche & Danny at Backlash. It's a shame Half has to go away for some time but hope he comes back soon as I'll miss reading his UE. I feel he was on the cusp of something big. I do want to know what the UE did though as we had a UWF Champion that was Vinny and basically killed a guy didn't he?

Mmmmmm I wonder who this higher power is and who he will be bringing in. Mystery around a storyline is always great and it keeps us invested. Is it someone already in UWF for the 2 superstars? I'll have a guess after the next clue. 

Main Event time and by god, it was absolute carnage from Shibata. I wish Chase turned up but what can we do about it now. Congrats to the other team on your victory, well deserved and it was a good slobberknocker of a match. Everyone got their spots in and moves in. Would have liked to see a bit more action between others like Spike & Brock and Morrison & Shibata but that's just a teeny tiny thing.

Interesting little brawl after the match as well with Shibata knocking Stacy down and then Morrison interjecting himself as well. I did like how Suzuki, Brock & Mysterio had nothing to do with the brawl as well as they weren't interested. Could Morrison have stuck his nose in the middle of something he shouldn't have. Who knows, at least he is a good bloke and tries to help. 

Onwards and upwards UWF faithful. This pandemic has brought alot of people back so let's make the most of this and keep on rolling.

  

[wasabi]

Aw fuck didn't change my entrance for Mantis ah well. Great show and great showings from all

[itfactor]

Nice promos at the beginning though I do not know those characters. Except Yano and I hate him in real life. I am not sure but seems like Yano is the funny guy while Ishii is all serious. I love duos like that and I certainly enjoyed that promo.

Another duo like that, Matanza and Riddle. Also that photoshop. When I was scrolling I thought "Hey, when did Riddle was in LU" then realised it's photoshopped! Match was good but I also would like to see a bit more of it when Yano is all fun and games with Riddle then Matanza-Ishii just killing each other with power and stiffness. Still good work.

Nice promo by Axel. But just to remind you that you are not an Axel, you are HENNIG!

"I hate the Undisputed Era more than I even hate ISIS" C'mon Kyle! All bad blood aside, they are not burning people alive or taking heads off. Chill dude.

Good match between me and Braun. I like TT'ing Dres, IDK why but when I joined the fed back in the day I thought "Wow Dres is probably the guy around here" idk why but he is just great. Starting off a TT with him long after having one was tough but it was so much fun. When I was TTing I asked myself at a point "Could Simon's client be really Simon?" then Braun. I was shocked and impressed. A great duo and great future for these two.

When did Sami put on a suit in real life? Good promo and I enjoyed Bubba saying "small man" to Sami. I dreamed it and it made me giggle. Like to see it Becky talking short and being a man. Sometimes I also ask myself, is gimmick "The Man" shaming woman or is it elevating? Phylosophical thoughts.

Good promo by Rey.

Who is the higher power? I love mysteries!

That team of Lesnar & Shibata & Suzuki. Can beat a tank to death.


Lovely show overall.

[HeelBoi]

In only a few words and without repeating myself - the love I've received concerning Monster High is so humbling. I think it's been a long time coming for me to truly find my calling here and I believe that I've finally got used to a pair that I love. First match ever vs Benito and I honestly am surprised by the result. It could have gone either way imo. Love to all, loved the show, keep it rollin'!